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Texty: Daniel The Photographer. Other. A Kiss At Lake Macalania.


i heard you liked me
from your guardian friend
or maybe that little sphere
that i just happen to hear

and when you see me
youre either dancing or summoning
and i can't believe that everythings about to end
but just like the bad things that happen in our daily lives
after every nightfall theres a sunrise


bah bah bah bah bah bah bah da bah bah

come with me to lake macalania
we'll hold each other tight and watch the pyreflies around us
ill kiss your face with a warm embrace and say baby we will never
leave this place

the campfire the sunrise
the sillouhuette of the sword on the hill
hold me still cus im gonna die
and that is fine as long as she is alright
as long as she is alright


you should
(chorus)


and i have to admit
that every bit of this
happened because of sin
and i would do it again
over again over again
to this land
i would fall into command
and begin a new life with the girl
i will defend with all my heart
no materia just with my hands
and everyone everyone everyone everyone
everyone will run to


zanarkand.
Daniel The Photographer