Shannon Estelle
Shannon Estelle
Your tiny fingers
I laid upon my thumb
I examined every one
You were gone
Already gone
This we all knew
Yet, the preacher
Just rambled on
Shannon, oh, Shannon
Alizarin Crimson
At sunset or sunrise
I paint you in the air
Too thin for tears to be
Shannon Estelle
Your tiny fingers
I laid upon my thumb
I examined every one
You were gone
Already gone
This we all knew
Yet, the preacher
Just rambled on
Shannon, oh, Shannon
Alizarin Crimson
At sunset or sunrise
I paint you in the air
Too thin for tears to be
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