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Cold Country lyrics
Would you steal the sunflowers for me?
I see you've been fighting with Molotov writing
They tried to drag you under, I see
Did they try to tell you you're strange?
Did they try to push you away?
Hold on
Feed the fire, fan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Till you found of the sight what you see
Feed the fire, fan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Something hot in a cold country
Hold on to your spirits
You're a pain, not a poet
You're special and they know it
They can see
They throw a net that pins you to the ground
Don't let their blindness bring you down
Be stubborn and enjoy it like me
Did they try to tell you you're strange?
Did they try to push you away?
Hold on
Feed the fire, fan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Till you found out the fire that you see
Feed the fire, fan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Something hot in a cold country
I won't see you falling
Hold on, hold on
Feed the fire, fan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Till you found out the sight that you see
Feed the fire, fan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Something hot in a cold country
I won't see you falling
Hold on
Would you steal the sunflowers for me?
I see you've been fighting with Molotov writing
Part of these releases
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- Track 6 on Black & Gold
- 5 The Mississippi Line
- 7 If You Please
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- Track 1 on Cold Country
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