Mary Black - Golden Thread Şarkı Sözü

Albüm: The Holy Ground

I looked into a mirror made of lines
With tiny symbols here and there to make the image mine
A woman stood and painted, and showed me what to find
The different parts, the fire, the air,
and where my life would climb:
and where it joins another, and what would always bind:

Chorus:

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