Letra de The Hour Of Not Quite Rain - Buffalo Springfield
Letra de canci�n de The Hour Of Not Quite Rain de Buffalo Springfield lyrics
In the hour of not quite rain
when the fog was fingertip high
The moon hung suspended
in a singular sky
Deeply and beyond seeing
not wishing to intrude
Bathed in its own reflection
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the water mirrored the moon
The tumbling birds have now sobered
from the leaves of their nursery
Like shadowy, quiet children
watching sleepily
when the fog was fingertip high
The moon hung suspended
in a singular sky
Deeply and beyond seeing
not wishing to intrude
Bathed in its own reflection
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the water mirrored the moon
The tumbling birds have now sobered
from the leaves of their nursery
Like shadowy, quiet children
watching sleepily
