The Hard Way Lyrics
And the sky is made of wine, not whiskey or rye. and the moon is full. In this land of fantasy, it's good to be free, I promise you
Pine cones. blue birds. cascades. blue jays
I've learned you can only learn the hard way. that's why i'm looking out for you
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And the sky is made of wine, not whiskey or rye. i know it may not be fair but you know it's good to be scared
This fantasy will set us free
