Dan Marche - Perfect Storm

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Dan Marche - Perfect Storm

Lyrics:
The breeze, it blows rapidly, time moves constantly, Here I remain.
The autumn leaves, falling in the rain, small gusts of change, it all ends the same.
You left me, so suddenly, like a perfect storm, made me unborn.
The fog sets in, now my head is in the clouds, there is too much sound, bang those drums.
I feel so asleep, its a wasted dream, their will be no song, to help me belong.

You left me, so suddenly, like a perfect storm, made me unborn.

Like a perfect storm.

Written by Dan Marche
Produced by Tyla Joe Connett

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