歌词语境宇宙
We stood around the circle as she lit up the ravine
The spring hot desert wind rushed down on us all the way back home
To the dead well it don't matter much 'bout who's wrong or right
We stood around the circle as she lit up the ravine
The spring hot desert wind rushed down on us all the way back home
To the dead well it don't matter much 'bout who's wrong or right