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Young North - EP
The Paper Kites Lyrics


A Maker of My Time Held up here, it's a silent fear And this space don't…
Kiss the Grass Sweet daisy chain Around your neck Through your hair In t…
Leopold Street You were young, but your eyes were younger still When you…
Paint We were trying, but we're trying no more It's cold on…
When Our Legs Grew Tall In the spring we wake Where all dreams we make There's a…


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