Man, friendship

Well I met this wind
Blows kisses in my face
The cold and the storm
Comes make me forget that taste
And Well met the rain
Stands like a promisse land
There’s not much spits simple in this place

We told the sea are rising
These stretch land I will defend
Wet land are flooding, fading is the labwind
These small creatures all came my body round

Well I met this wind
Blows kisses in my face
The cold and the storm
Comes make me forget that taste
And Well met the rain
Stands like a promisse land
There’s not much spits simple in this place

And I will build my house out the sticks
Almost an spider’s webs
These branches unsafe the roots untold
Forever where there is snow
Confort in the these rooting fibers

Well I met this wind
Blows kisses in my face
The cold and the storm
Comes make me forget that taste
And Well met the rain
Stands like a promisse land
There’s not much spits simple in this place

Oh the cliffs made for like Lego blocks
Forest is made window to dust
If about the net stand spider blue mile

Man, friendship
Man, friendship
Man, friendship

Well I met this wind
Blows kisses in my face
The cold and the storm
Comes make me forget that taste
And well met the rain
Stands like a promisse land
There’s much spits simple in this place
There’s much spits simple about this race
Oh there’s much spits simple about this race