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The mountains shine bright
Shining the light back on at you and me
I'll remember the nights
When I held your hand,
we didn't want to leave
All of those memories
will fade, eventually,
I know.
But until your colour leaves
Time will be moving slow.




17 The mountains shine bright Shining the light back on at you and me I'll remember the nights When I held your hand, we didn't want to leave All of those memories will fade, eventually, I know. But until your colour leaves Time will be moving slow.
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