Lyrics Clouds Over Thin Paper - Faust'o
Eyes to the forest on a javanese night
The smell of the battle on the other side
Times and white in the quivering rain
Feel so bad and I see the blame
This guitar is playing old tones
Nearly inside on a javanese dawn
Think of times that you've been ruled
Standing here in this back of the wood
Standing here in this back of the wood...
...And shine, shine, shine...
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