Sundance under the moonlight’s watchful eye
While bonfires blaze, painting shadows across forgotten years
The harmony of tears and laughter intertwine with the cool breeze
And surround my wanting ears, luring me to listen and remember
Sundance under the moonlight’s watchful eye
While bonfires blaze, painting shadows across forgotten years
The harmony of tears and laughter intertwine with the cool breeze
And surround my wanting ears, luring me to listen and remember
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