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Moss on the stone bricks
Thorns lock down the gate
Castle stands from ruins
Those dust stucks in the windmill
That slows the blades
It seems like no one's here
Or at least not enough to take care
Trees that rotten
Those beasts had lad their eggs
This kingdom must have been prosperous
The king had left his daughter
No one knows her name after all these years
Rumor says she grew up with tears
She closed her heart
Silence ever after
She begins to walk
Walk along the river
She felt so tired
Sleeps in a scraped car
A story that been told
Princess from the junkyard
Moss on the stone bricks Thorns lock down the gate
Castle stands from ruin Castle stands from ruin
She closed her heart
Silence ever after
She begins to walk
Walk along the river
She felt so tired
Sleeps in a scraped car
A story that been told
Princess from the junkyard
