Winter - 3IB Studio Out-Take 10/78

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This soul is forever always in sometimes.

Now I'm alone below the cold, grey painted skies.

Remember when the red apple became a lie.

Now and again, scream as if I hear them cry for mercy.

This summer souls ride upon the wind.

Goes by as love it had never been.

I lift my hand to wipe the tears, tears.

And just can't go on.

Now my love has gone, gone.

I made a magic well to welcome the raven's rest.

Dreams I dream could never mask.

I left my innocence in the past with my broken heart.

This summer souls ride upon the wind.

Goes by as love it had never been.

I lift my hand to wipe the tears, tears.

And just can't go on.

Now my love has gone, gone.

This summer souls ride upon the wind.

Goes by as love it had never been.

I lift my hand to wipe the tears, tears.

And just can't go on.

Now my love has gone.

And just can't go on.

Now my love has gone, gone