Forgotten Qualities Songtext
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Forgotten Qualities Songtext
The carriage pursued its headlong course into the countryside.
The road went on into the great outdoors
Green lands on either side stretched out both far and wide
Hey, it′s a pretty day
Let us park for a short while
So, in a pretty grove
They made camp after hard miles
Chaffinches and bees held sweet discourse
Light played in greens of leaves
Bogd imbibed delight through every pore
Forgotten qualities stirred sensuous memories
Shine from the heavens, shine - pretty sun, on your incline!
Rise to the heavens, rise - mountain range on the skyline!
In the grove there was a well its brink made up a grassy bed
Parkhurst said: I'll just have 40 winks
Thoughts of a brand new bred brewed in Bogd′s busy head
I'm weary of the life that I've led and defended!
Here, I feel more alive, oddly free, open ended!
A lulling breath of wind blew in the trees
And soon they both relapsed into a snoring nap
When they woke up night had settled in
Stars flickered in the sky
The well looked like a pool of ghastly ink, with drowning fireflies
Startled, Bogd rubbed his eyes
The road went on into the great outdoors
Green lands on either side stretched out both far and wide
Hey, it′s a pretty day
Let us park for a short while
So, in a pretty grove
They made camp after hard miles
Chaffinches and bees held sweet discourse
Light played in greens of leaves
Bogd imbibed delight through every pore
Forgotten qualities stirred sensuous memories
Shine from the heavens, shine - pretty sun, on your incline!
Rise to the heavens, rise - mountain range on the skyline!
In the grove there was a well its brink made up a grassy bed
Parkhurst said: I'll just have 40 winks
Thoughts of a brand new bred brewed in Bogd′s busy head
I'm weary of the life that I've led and defended!
Here, I feel more alive, oddly free, open ended!
A lulling breath of wind blew in the trees
And soon they both relapsed into a snoring nap
When they woke up night had settled in
Stars flickered in the sky
The well looked like a pool of ghastly ink, with drowning fireflies
Startled, Bogd rubbed his eyes
Writer(s): Hans Ragnar Fredriksson, Patrik Jonnie Lundstrom, Fredrik Lindqvist, Johan Nordgren, Gamble Jon Erik Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

