Master Shaman, I have come with my dolly from the shadow side with a demon and an Englishman. I' my mother I'my son and nobody else is slipping the blade in easy nobody else is slipping the blade in the marmalade
but all the angels and all the wizards, black and white, are lighting candles in our hands can you feel them, yes, touching hands before our eyes and I can even see sweet Maryanne
Sister Janet, you have come from the woman clothed with the sun your veil is quietly becoming none. Call the Wanderer he has gone and all those up there are making it look so easy with your perfect wings a wing can cover all sorts of things
and all the angels and all the wizards, black and white, are lighting candles in our hands can you feel them, yes, touching hands before our eyes and I can even see sweet Maryanne
this again well I think I could try this once again
by dave s.
Compositor: Tori AmosPublicado em 2001 e lançado em 2012 (23/Fev)ECAD verificado fonograma #6055110 em 08/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM