I can't make it on my own
What once bloomed from sunrays
Won't materialize in this flesh
In this flesh
Trailing behind him
In gardens of vines so rich
All our friends play games
And dance among wet moss and stone
The funeral wake
The funeral wake
The funeral wake
The funeral wake
Every time I turn around, it's there
The path turned bitter and cold
Remembering you
And your smallest details
Forever
In a constant state of grace
These precious moments
Impressed in May's door
Oh, forgive me friend
Crochet - Ancient Roman Candle Lyrics
Crochet - Ancient Roman Candle Lyrics
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English
I can't make it on my own
What once bloomed from sunrays
Won't materialize in this flesh
In this flesh
Trailing behind him
In gardens of vines so rich
All our friends play games
And dance among wet moss and stone
The funeral wake
The funeral wake
The funeral wake
The funeral wake
Every time I turn around, it's there
The path turned bitter and cold
Remembering you
And your smallest details
Forever
In a constant state of grace
These precious moments
Impressed in May's door
Oh, forgive me friend
What once bloomed from sunrays
Won't materialize in this flesh
In this flesh
Trailing behind him
In gardens of vines so rich
All our friends play games
And dance among wet moss and stone
The funeral wake
The funeral wake
The funeral wake
The funeral wake
Every time I turn around, it's there
The path turned bitter and cold
Remembering you
And your smallest details
Forever
In a constant state of grace
These precious moments
Impressed in May's door
Oh, forgive me friend
Writer: Zachary Tarzi, Jacob Adelmund, Abigail Villaruz, Airon Gauff
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Crochet
Language: English
Length: 6:05
Written by: Zachary Tarzi, Jacob Adelmund, Abigail Villaruz, Airon Gauff