4.100 woorden

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We can hear it calling
Calling to our hearts
Something loud and clear
Begging us to run
We don't need no home
We don't need no roof
Just the ocean front (?)
And the wind will do
(So) Let's get out of here
Let us see what's there
And let's get out of here

I do not know the fire let us sing
When the sun comes up
Till the sun comes up
What a feel want us swim (?)
When the sun comes up
Till the sun come up
Till the sun

Till the sun comes up ~ Jack and the Weatherman

18-10-19

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