arms of night... The stitches on the tapestry say, "Everything in time, Will find it's way home again," But I'm tired of crying... No Second Chances
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arms of night... The stitches on the tapestry say, "Everything in time, Will find it's way home again," But I'm tired of crying... No Second Chances Don
arms of night... The stiches on the tapestry say, Everything in time, Will find it?s way home again, But I?m tired of crying... No Second Chances Don
ll be no second chance Now, my diamond's clouded over Where it used to shine like light And the day keeps runnin' faster Into the arms of night The
