Go ask Alice; I think she'll know.: Still I follow heart lines on your hand and there's fantasy there's fallacy there's tumbling stone echoes of a city that's long overgrown your heart is the only place that I call home

Friday, 27 July 2012

Still I follow heart lines on your hand and there's fantasy there's fallacy there's tumbling stone echoes of a city that's long overgrown your heart is the only place that I call home

Lyrics: heartlines / florence and the machine

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