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.
It's fun singing with other people who are really good singers. There's something kind of poignant about braiding a couple vocals.
Singing someone else's songs is like keeping your clothes on.
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