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It’s so cold in this country Every road home is long He had a map that he bought For the price of his soul
He had a reason to go there and a warm place to stay And when it came time to leave, it was never the right day
Good luck, bad luck, survival Sleep is my friend and my rival Good luck, bad luck, survival
There was a girl who he married and he left far behind He couldn’t picture her face now It was like he was blind
Up at five in the morning, every breath was a storm It’s so cold in this country You can never get warm
It’s a strange disappearance It’s a real mystery Is he asleep in the snow? And does he feel free?
There’s a person he once was In a place far away It’s so cold in this country October to May
Good luck, bad luck, survival Sleep is my friend and my rival
(Stars, “The North”)
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falsetto-ffxiv · 3 years
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ℑ𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔫 𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔞𝔰 ℑ𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔲𝔞𝔦𝔡𝔥 𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔰 ℑ𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔞𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔦𝔯 ℑ𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔞𝔪 𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔞𝔦𝔱
ℑ𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔞, 𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔠𝔥 ℑ𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔟𝔯í 𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔯 𝔪𝔲𝔦𝔯 𝔗𝔞 𝔪𝔢 𝔦 𝔡𝔱𝔦𝔲𝔦𝔫
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