I want flatlandsI never cared about money and all its friendsI want flatlands
I want flatlandsI don't want precious stonesI never cared about anything you've ever owned
I want flatlandsI want simplicityI need your arms wrapped hard around me
I want open plains and scattered treesI want flower fieldsI want salty seas
I want flatlandsSoft and steady breezeBringing scents of lined-up orchard treesDripping heavy with pears and dancing leavesI want flatlandsWill you go there with me?
When it's said in the dark and you know it's always thereWhen it's dead in your heart but your mind is unafraidWhen it's said in the dark and you know it's never coming backWhen it's there in your heart in your mind you set it free
Canção de Mark Lanegan, 2013
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