Without words or rings, in hardy shoes
We walk this path from two
Quiet corners lift the edges of
Wrinkle features
Deepen heavens
Drawn from amber colored glasses
All these hues will paint this house's walls
Golden time
Early evening
When the sun paints the ceiling
Take a glass
Read your Gladwell
By the lake
Or on Treadwell
Tethered to these blood devices
Roots and boughs won't be divided
Porterfield - Tethered Lyrics
Porterfield - Tethered Lyrics
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English
Without words or rings, in hardy shoes
We walk this path from two
Quiet corners lift the edges of
Wrinkle features
Deepen heavens
Drawn from amber colored glasses
All these hues will paint this house's walls
Golden time
Early evening
When the sun paints the ceiling
Take a glass
Read your Gladwell
By the lake
Or on Treadwell
Tethered to these blood devices
Roots and boughs won't be divided
We walk this path from two
Quiet corners lift the edges of
Wrinkle features
Deepen heavens
Drawn from amber colored glasses
All these hues will paint this house's walls
Golden time
Early evening
When the sun paints the ceiling
Take a glass
Read your Gladwell
By the lake
Or on Treadwell
Tethered to these blood devices
Roots and boughs won't be divided
Writer: Jacob Aviner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid