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Jeff Buckley Grace Ep

: [Chocolate Part] You got me shaking like a lovers bed on a hardwood floor In the New York summertime, melting on a tongue of gold I'm lying in my

: There's the moon asking to stay Long enough for the clouds to fly me away Well it's my time coming, I'm not afraid, afraid to die My fading voice

There's the moon asking to stay Long enough for the clouds to fly me away Well it's my time coming, I'm not afraid, afraid to die My fading voice sings