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Wildlight feat. Jarrod Brereton - Lily Moon (Isaac Chambers Remix)

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? Turn on notifications to stay updated with new uploads! ♫ Wildlight: ●Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wildlightmusic/ ●SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/wildlight ● Site: https://wearewildlight.bandcamp.com/ ♫ Isaac Chambers ●SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/isaac-chambers-music ●Site: https://isaacchambers.bandcamp.com/ ●Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/isaac.chambers.music/ ♫ Jarrod Brereton ●Site: http://bit.ly/2xdgl9u #lilymoon#issacchamber #jarrod #vsm ____________________________________________________________ The channel was created to promote the already well-known as well as beginning their career ____________________________________________________________ ? If you have any problem with copyright issues, or question please do not report me, take your time to contact me via mail, and i will respond within 48h - ? [email protected] ____________________________________________________________ ✌ If you enjoyed it Don't forget to click on ? icon LYRIC Lily Moon I see your face I sit inside Without a trace, trail behind and ride your wake. And lily white but blushing crimson in the night Will you be leaving with the light? And creeping over with the shadows at my side The moonlight yields the sight. I step and turn while you stick feathers in my back This flying lesson leaves a track. Lily Moon I see your face inside these eyes My own will trace yet suddenly erased. Such lily white did spread its arms out to the night These arms did clasp and sigh. And half asleep, I did try - try to hold Piercing grass, but it was grey - it was grey. Memory, save my sight. Memory, come back to me. Then I saw twisted trunk, scattered mold Black and speckled spotted stone Hailing in with the cold wind whistle past - and oh, oh Dancing green, pieced between Wall of streets of ancient oak Made of water quilt below Born of lightning, breath, and bone.
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