It was a lurid start
Acrid sweat and agony
No one could cross three thousand miles
Gathering prayers

You there, quickly forgetting my spilled words
Me, here, wondering what I meant

Only sometimes does it mean
We'll be here to see them bloom
One moment your life is a stone,
And the next, a star

You, there, quickly forgetting my spilled words
Me, here, wondering what I meant

In this dark world and wide
Dollar go from hand to hand
The world is never small
And you shouldn't treat it so

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