Lyrics:
Frightened by the heights, looking down the escarp The flowers are still blooming, the fog is on the rise I stare in wondrousness through my lens from
Frightened by the heights, looking down the escarp The flowers are still blooming, the fog is on the rise I stare in wondrousness through my lens from
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