Field Music - Precious Plans Тексты

Remind me how we used to talk
Remind me how we thought
That somewhere we had
A place to get to
A place that lasted
With nowhere past it
We'd never leave

Where are our precious plans?
Where are those future-less precious plans
Where we had a place to get to
A place that lasted
With nowhere past it?
We'd never leave

A place to get to
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