Fortune lyrics by William Fitzsimmons. There's fortune in the furlough On the other side Wrap ourselves in blankets The crossing of a bridge so wide, so high...
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There's fortune in the furlough
On the other side
Wrap ourselves in blankets
The crossing of a bridge so wide, so high
It's murky in the meadow
As we draw in the lines we threw
And leveraging the ledgers
Forgetting all the blood we drew
But what I do remember
What I do remember is you
It's hollow in the harvest
What I've lost I count as gain
Filling up the firmament
Visions of the one you gave away
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