I sat and contemplated everything and nothing came This dry skin is aging and cracking, but I still sing Let the sun wash over me These warm thoughts are a shade of the truth
Seem to be a forest growing out of harvest Keeping me sustained Straying from the obvious into the strange It was in an effort ending up the same
Their voice speaks now Other than my own echo in the cavern of our useless skull I am just a stain on a dress you've made The beauty in the stitching elegances...
Block the rain Aiming at this broken shell Countless as far as I can tell The ways in which you sing
I rode your back and took hold of the reigns, laughing all the way
What can we fill up in our short lives Making us complete, allowing us to breathe When death is washed away we will terminate this vital mystery But I still need to reach the life inside of me, the life inside...
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