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Marisa Linß: Songwriting, Lead Vocals, Cajon
Paul Adamaschek: Vocals, A-Gitarre, Bass
Paul Adamaschek: Vocals, A-Gitarre, Bass
Put your boots on, we’ll walk across the field
Feel the cold wind on your face, the ground beneath your feet.
If we walk long enough, we might forget the pain
Until there’s nothing left, but wind and sky and rain.
We can talk it over, we can try to understand
Or we just walk in silence, alone or hand in hand
If we walk long enough, we might forget the past
The winds are cold now, but the winter will not last
Rain will fall, storms will rage
Flowers will fade, but memories of better days remain
Think of music, and the times it saved you
Of the blackbird singing in the dead of night
Of the time she held you in her arms
Think of hope, think of me
Yes, tears will fall, storms will rage
Love can fade, but memories of better days remain
Think of music, and the times it saved you
Think of tenderness ‘n’ the feel of body heat
Of the time he held you in his arms
Think of love, think of us
Feel the cold wind on your face, the ground beneath your feet.
If we walk long enough, we might forget the pain
Until there’s nothing left, but wind and sky and rain.
We can talk it over, we can try to understand
Or we just walk in silence, alone or hand in hand
If we walk long enough, we might forget the past
The winds are cold now, but the winter will not last
Rain will fall, storms will rage
Flowers will fade, but memories of better days remain
Think of music, and the times it saved you
Of the blackbird singing in the dead of night
Of the time she held you in her arms
Think of hope, think of me
Yes, tears will fall, storms will rage
Love can fade, but memories of better days remain
Think of music, and the times it saved you
Think of tenderness ‘n’ the feel of body heat
Of the time he held you in his arms
Think of love, think of us
