Augustana - Mayfield lyrics

[Augustana - Mayfield lyrics]

Remember back when seasons don't change
Oh baby
Late December winds bringin' pain back to me
I've been closing these doors for days
Oh baby the sky is fallin' down on my grave

Yeah, now oh, are we gonna make it?

South Pacific's whiskey and sin, now honey
These angels got me talking again
Jump slowly
Gently as the breakin' waves, I'm flying
The tide closing in on my face yeah, now
Oh, are we gonna make it?

Oh, are we gonna make it?
Oh, are we gonna make it?
Whoa, are we gonna make it?
Yeah, are we gonna make it?
Whoa, are we gonna make it?
Yeah, are we gonna make it? Yeah, yeah


Yeah, are we gonna make it out?

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