Mirador

Barely in heat, the ruined wildlife
Forecast the meat, the fruit of razed earth
They're holding back the storm

Our rescuers give up their weary mission
We were lost before we left

Tired from the climb, we find the last town
Halo'd in rime, a fog electric
Where orphaned lies collide



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Robert Joseph Healy, Benjamin George Martin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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