Small Towns Burn A Little Slower

Small Towns Burn A Little Slower - A Flower Cross lyrics

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Passed by a patch of flowers planted to form a cross

But they were dead just like my faith in the shape that they were born in

And I couldn't help but wonder will my faith be restored

Like the color that use to reside in these leaves

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