Testo Something I Heard Spiders
Though our goals unseats a teller place Sitting and wanting wages offshore
Wishing on and remembering things
Like a soul much astound
And we only waste for more
They don't even know his time is past
Until he's a trace of sand
Shaming one to another there
Howling the wind on time
Now I can render from there
Their souls have much to learn from there
Did you hear the rain last night?
It was telling me abou you
I've opened on your heart like then
I learned the lesson too, and now I love you.
