| [00:17.710] |
Climb |
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is all we know |
| [00:26.180] |
when thaw |
| [00:33.650] |
is not below us |
| [00:38.520] |
no, can't grow up |
| [00:42.590] |
in that iron ground |
| [00:50.460] |
Claire, all too sore for sound |
| [00:55.210] |
|
| [01:01.490] |
bet |
| [01:04.519] |
is hardly shown |
| [01:10.300] |
scraped |
| [01:17.860] |
across the foam |
| [01:22.640] |
like they stole it |
| [01:26.600] |
and oh, how they hold it |
| [01:29.650] |
|
| [01:34.560] |
Claire, we nearly forfeit |
| [01:38.830] |
|
| [01:45.460] |
I… I'm growing like the quickening hues |
| [01:54.180] |
I… I'm telling darkness from lines on you |
| [02:03.210] |
over havens fora full and swollen morass, young habitat! |
| [02:11.80] |
all been living alone, |
| [02:13.930] |
where the ice snap and the hold clast are known |
| [02:17.770] |
|
| [02:38.810] |
home |
| [02:41.800] |
we're savage high |
| [02:47.680] |
come |
| [02:55.370] |
we finally cry |
| [03:00.40] |
oh and we don it |
| [03:04.290] |
because it's right |
| [03:12.350] |
Claire, I was too sore for sight |
| [03:16.980] |
|
| [03:25.890] |
I… we're sewing up through the latchet greens |
| [03:34.870] |
I… un-peel keenness, honey, bean for bean |
| [03:43.860] |
same white pillar tone as with the bone street sand is thrown |
| [03:47.730] |
where she stashed us at |
| [03:50.890] |
all been living alone, |
| [03:54.980] |
where the cracks at in the low part of the stoning |
| [03:59.230] |
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| [04:22.270] |
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