300 Clouds- Nightlands- mastered- ( only audio)- ( lyrics in description )

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300 Clouds
Nightlands

She prayed for rain,
He prayed for gold.
Sometimes a mask's alive
Like a true face.
He prayed for stone.
He prayed for clouds,
300 clouds.
She was the place
Right where the neck
And body meet,
That perfect place,
The shaded home
Where numbers fall apart
Around you.
Oh, the fireside.
She prayed for flames.
The drug's alive . . .
The drug's alive . . .
He prayed for sun,
Forever sun,
Where numbers fall apart
Around you.
Oh, the fireside . . .
Oh, the flame . . .