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From your narrator's chair A calming scent of lavender Fills the air Boned curled hands Calling me out Making me dance From your narrator's chair A calming scent of lavender Fills the air Fiddlestick in hand Bells on foot A stranger in a lavish land
Writer(s): Gernot Bronsert, Sebastian Szary, Sascha Ring, Simon Brambell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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