Immaculate

For every scribe of your immaculate dream
The keepers swear you weren't there.
So we commune in a plane of our own
Lets meet in a place where the phones don't ring
Where you will meet everyone and everything will connect
But i wont be here to say
Something's wrong
Someone's not in their place
I wont take care of the need
I cant take care of that need



Credits
Writer(s): ómar Emilsson
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