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ANDREAS JOHNSON >> Merchandise Links
ANDREAS JOHNSON
What seed will grow and last Penetrate the piles of trash Ooh child, when everything you know... Is images of broken dreams Scattered hearts and vicious schemes Ooh child, don't you go... Where dead trees cast no shadow Blackbirds no relief, the dry stone... no spring of water Only in your mother's arms, you will be free Only in your mother's arms, you will be... UNBREAKABLE If I could show you something else than the shadow, who follows you in the morning And who grows to meet you up at night Intoxicated you come alive In search for god, he passes you by Ooh child, ain't that fate... As dead trees cast no shadow Blackbirds no relief, and the dry stone... no spring of water Only in your mother's arms, you will be free Only when your high enough, you will be... unbreakable Unbreakable... Unbreakable
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