Lyrics
Im the playground built for me, memories of moments of adventure, longing for nothing but a longer day and more sun rays.
On my mountain pine grove search, in that space i found my church.
Everthing about that place i remeber now of its simple grace,
A slower pace, not in the race, just momentary grace.
Style
livemaleancienttimelessbluesdelta bluesaccordiongong
Credits
Prompt bySonataPulse273
GeneratedApr 14, 2025
ModelAria v4
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