In between rock and hawk,
A little scraping
To get by into the valley
*
In a few hours, sunset
Will make it impossible
To get through
*
The stones live again at night,
Watch their waves
After the moon leaves
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In between rock and hawk,
A little scraping
To get by into the valley
*
In a few hours, sunset
Will make it impossible
To get through
*
The stones live again at night,
Watch their waves
After the moon leaves