Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere Underneath my being is a road that disappeared Late at night I hear the trees, they're singing with the dead Overhead.
Singing someone else's songs is like keeping your clothes on.
It's fun singing with other people who are really good singers. There's something kind of poignant about braiding a couple vocals.
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