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Nostalgic moment. Anyone who knows me and has read this thing for atleast the past month or two know that I have these unbelievably strong feelings of nostalgia that come over me. This is one of those times. I don't know why, as usual... and I don't know what starts them off. I felt it at the beginning of this song..
"Winter Song" by Eisley
Walking home with the
Snow it is falling down
Passing by lit windows
The people inside they wave from the glow
Chimney smoke billowing
Snowflakes on my lashes
Oh, starry night
I was walking and singing this song
La la la la...
Walking home with the
Snow, it is falling down
Passing by lit windows
The people inside, they wave from the glow
Chimney smoke billowing
Snowflakes on my lashes
Oh, starry night
I was walking and singing this song
Singing la la la la...
It's that day again
It's that time of year
With our smiling faces
We will sing with cheer
La la la la...
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Which is strange. I've maybe known of Eisley for a year or two. Nothing longer. Nothing really is attached with their songs... not like Postal Service or Vast is with me or anything.
I need to go do stupid homework for stupid British Literature.
"Winter Song" by Eisley
Walking home with the
Snow it is falling down
Passing by lit windows
The people inside they wave from the glow
Chimney smoke billowing
Snowflakes on my lashes
Oh, starry night
I was walking and singing this song
La la la la...
Walking home with the
Snow, it is falling down
Passing by lit windows
The people inside, they wave from the glow
Chimney smoke billowing
Snowflakes on my lashes
Oh, starry night
I was walking and singing this song
Singing la la la la...
It's that day again
It's that time of year
With our smiling faces
We will sing with cheer
La la la la...
--
Which is strange. I've maybe known of Eisley for a year or two. Nothing longer. Nothing really is attached with their songs... not like Postal Service or Vast is with me or anything.
I need to go do stupid homework for stupid British Literature.