Mount Eerie

So Your Big Black Cloud Will Come

Mount Eerie


So your big black cloud will come,
And press you to the ground,
The air will leave your chest
Your faith and where you're found,
You're finally standing still
And your fingers all go numb,
Get higher on your hill
So your big black cloud will come
Your big black cloud will come

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