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Ordinary Grey

Ordinary Grey

It was an ordinary day

Sky was cold and grey

But the fire kept them warm

Till the light of day

Would fade

And they pulled out a guitar

And a fiddle or two

And played into night

Into night, before the moon

And the air was changed

And the songs they were true

And they played into the night

Before the moon.


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