Eastern Strings

Eastern sun melt the cold from my bones Curtain rise, take the darkness from my eyes Breathing in, pulling life into my lungs As a child, I am born again Eastern sun melt the cold from my bones Curtain rise, take the darkness from my eyes Breathing in, pulling life into my lungs As a child, I am born again Eastern sun melt the cold from my bones Curtain rise, take the darkness from my eyes Breathing in, pulling life into my lungs As a child, I am born again Eastern sun melt the cold from my bones Curtain rise, take the darkness from my eyes Breathing in, pulling life into my lungs As a child, I am born again Eastern sun melt the cold from my bones Curtain rise, take the darkness from my eyes Breathing in, pulling life into my lungs As a child, I am born again

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