Run cheerfully run, you're gonna chase it
Eye sparrow's eye bring it
It falls into the hole again and again
A mole buries it whole to blind you
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
All the routes have so many branches
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
That's when you gaze into your quiet
Time the longing time that you've waited
A hawk at night hawk is warning you
Don't throw a stone into the pond
Moss breathes and greems, stares
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
All the ways have so many branches
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
That's when you gaze into your quiet palm
If you wear the crown of anticipation
Touch your breath a little and let it go
Ua - Moss Stares Lyrics
Ua - Moss Stares Lyrics
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Run cheerfully run, you're gonna chase it
Eye sparrow's eye bring it
It falls into the hole again and again
A mole buries it whole to blind you
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
All the routes have so many branches
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
That's when you gaze into your quiet
Time the longing time that you've waited
A hawk at night hawk is warning you
Don't throw a stone into the pond
Moss breathes and greems, stares
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
All the ways have so many branches
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
That's when you gaze into your quiet palm
If you wear the crown of anticipation
Touch your breath a little and let it go
Eye sparrow's eye bring it
It falls into the hole again and again
A mole buries it whole to blind you
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
All the routes have so many branches
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
That's when you gaze into your quiet
Time the longing time that you've waited
A hawk at night hawk is warning you
Don't throw a stone into the pond
Moss breathes and greems, stares
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
All the ways have so many branches
Everytime you've think it's a passer-by
That's when you gaze into your quiet palm
If you wear the crown of anticipation
Touch your breath a little and let it go