Слова:
Wolf Patrick Pumpkin Soup

hide myself thinking of those circling skies it takes me back to another time of duffel coats And drawing lines in the late september evening sand the pumpkin soup

i hide myself thinking of those circling skies it takes me back to another time of duffel coats And drawing lines in the late september evening sand the pumpkin soup

i hide myself thinking of those circling skies it takes me back to another time of duffel coats And drawing lines in the late september evening sand the pumpkin soup