Dew

First form laced in dew
For a last cigarrette and the mazepine view
Cold winds blowing through
Don't you reach out for me, cause I'm already through

Don't you reach out for me, cause I'm already through

Last call, all in bloom
And your broken hands, they dress me in blue
Morning Star over the Dew
When it all breaks down I'm reaching out for you

Last call, all in bloom
And your broken hands, they dress me in blue
Morning Star over the Dew
When it all breaks down I'm reaching out for you

Last call, all in bloom
When it all breaks down I'm reaching out for you



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Writer(s): Iain Campbell
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