paroles de chanson Pedestals - Kashmir
It
came
to
our
coast
the
wind
of
neddles
and
sand
The
end
of
our
street
has
lost
its
head
in
my
head
Tossed
in
that
black
nor
in
the
feeling
and
boom
The
tower
gave
in
to
its
poor
stealing
too
soon
Your
luck,
your
luck
Your
cold
luck
has
turned
Walk
out,
walk
out
Till
bright
side
lost
its
blue
Your
luck,
your
luck
Your
cold
luck
has
turned
Walk
out,
walk
out
Till
bright
side
lost
its
blue
The
pedestals
to
which
we
hold
All
might
fall
down
built
upon
on
The
pedestals
to
which
we
hold
All
might
fall
down
built
upon
on
The
pedestals
to
which
we
hold
All
might
fall
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