Fools from Dovecote 1 by Peter Castaldo

Don’t don’t don’t make a sound
I just want to hear you breathe
Of course probably i
Could carry something heavy
I want to put it with you
Work out something clean
That blossoms, rolling forward
Through a marvelous storm

And when things clear that I see now.... we’re always near


I know this one avenue
Is taken by fools
But fear is nothing
And that thought I keep close

I want you to mirror
my body laying back
bent like an animal
don’t need to use your eyes
So softly following
Following a star across the sky
That’s the path we’ll always go
Another generation rising rising

• Alternative
• psychedelic rock
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