Near the House On the Hill

Says i've glowed in the fall.
Around the wind to my steps.
In the mile, it traps my feet
in the empty of my words

Only words are the pieces of places
Some are seen
Some never will
But the piece
the piece of these places
is the green
of the lawn
near the house on the hill

Says i've glowed in the fall
From this in-sky
To the west
In the wake of my rest
In the milky blue of morning

In nightfall
Are the pieces of places
some are seen
Some never will
But the piece
but the piece of these places
is the green
of the lawn
near the house on the hill

Says i've been. in the fall
From this in-sky to the west
In the wake of my rest
in the milky blue of morning

In my fall,
all the pieces of places
Some are seen
Some never will
But the piece
The piece of these places
Is the green
of the lawn
Near the house on the hill
Is the green
of the lawn
Near the house on the hill
Is the green
of the lawn
Near the house on the hill...



Credits
Writer(s): Krystle Warren, Eric Legnini
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