6.01.11
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When I finally drive to visit my father’s grave,
Weeds and dandelions grow above where he lay
I will pull them from existence with calloused hands,
They’ve grown harder for this very purpose since the day he left.
Banda: Small Sur
Disco: Bare Black
Ano: 2010
Faixa: Weeds
País: Estados Unidos
