Brasstronaut
Hearts Trompet
Keep a trumpet in my top drawercause it's a hot worldwhen your heart is on the floorKeep on sailing for thatfar shorecause it's atough world when you're fighting your own warThere are many placeswith their locked doorsbut it's thatsweet soundpicks my heart up off the floor so weKeep on marching through the door ok ok just let it goTake the only road you knowthe one that calls you from insidein my hands I hold the pastlead me closer to the light
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