DESCRIPTION:
Jay Tholen - At All

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these evil days
i find no pleasure in them
my window watchers grow dim
cause there is nothing
here
for
me

at all

our fathers given to sleep
processions wail in the streets
and there is nothing
here
for
them

at all

grasshoppers no longer stir
faint grow the songs of the birds
cause there is nothing here
for us
at all

there's only You

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