East Wes - Lyrics by Johnson Eric


Lyrics
[instrumental]        There are silk clouds floating through a room,         Inside the clouds, there is a King's Crown;            The crown is made of beautiful panels,                     Of different colors;           Inside the panels, there are three keys,       The keys open into a meadow with a long pathway,                       Longpath Meadow.
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