The last 2 weeks of May
Burning off the grey
Seems like there's 80 days of rain
Again not feeling well
She's no fun we all can tell
There's a dark cloud over Morea
Over Morea
Crying out the victim
Now she's fighting, lying
Time to listen
She can't cast over me
These past few weeks of May
Through 80 days of rain
Seems like there's a dark cloud over Morea
Dark cloud over Morea
Over Morea
80 days of rain
Dark cloud over Morea
I guess you didn't plan to stay here
Grab your shit, I'll lick my wounds...
Dead Leaves - Morea Lyrics
Dead Leaves - Morea Lyrics
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The last 2 weeks of May
Burning off the grey
Seems like there's 80 days of rain
Again not feeling well
She's no fun we all can tell
There's a dark cloud over Morea
Over Morea
Crying out the victim
Now she's fighting, lying
Time to listen
She can't cast over me
These past few weeks of May
Through 80 days of rain
Seems like there's a dark cloud over Morea
Dark cloud over Morea
Over Morea
80 days of rain
Dark cloud over Morea
I guess you didn't plan to stay here
Grab your shit, I'll lick my wounds...
Burning off the grey
Seems like there's 80 days of rain
Again not feeling well
She's no fun we all can tell
There's a dark cloud over Morea
Over Morea
Crying out the victim
Now she's fighting, lying
Time to listen
She can't cast over me
These past few weeks of May
Through 80 days of rain
Seems like there's a dark cloud over Morea
Dark cloud over Morea
Over Morea
80 days of rain
Dark cloud over Morea
I guess you didn't plan to stay here
Grab your shit, I'll lick my wounds...