Текст песни The Swarm - Calla
Sylvia's
kissing
crosses
Crying
for
her
mother
Guarded
by
her
father
Swears
that
She
hears
voices
I
could
think
of
a
way
If
I
only
stay
Calm
as
the
day
grows
dim
Dream
another
wish
to
Sleep
away
tomorrow
Said
She's
going
home
now
Home
is
what
She
called
it
I
could
think
of
a
way
If
I
only
still
gone
As
the
day
grows
dim
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