Beneath Quiet Mornings
Elizabeth Anka Vajagic
Though sometimes
The law you apply
If all would fade
When you left things behind
These quiet mornings
Take me in
These quiet mornings
Take me in your arms
Though they'd move
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You leave behind
The wide dusk sky
These quiet mornings
Take me in
These quiet mornings
Take me in your arms
Your arms
Your arms
