Ragged Tint
By Benoît Pioulard · Writer: Benoît Pioulard
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Translation by panzas
Original lyrics
such habit pains the lungs & it chokes the pen
great circle route destroyed all my rounds again
shared palms upon the sill rousing dust in light
flared pace in empty words may delay foresight
o ragged wind
o hallowed tint
oh it takes a lot, so i'll give more than i've got
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