Ray Lamontagne

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Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin' goldAnd like the sky my soul is also turnin'Turnin' from the past, at last and all I've left behind

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And when all your faith is gone let it be me, if it's a friend you need let it be me

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But everything I have to give, I'll give to you

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And baby, the way you move me it's crazy