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Sheets of canvas
of clay
laid spread out before me
As her body did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I her was everything
(Oh) I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted thoughts that spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all washed in black
everything
All the gone bad
my to black
Tattooed all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I know someday you'll have a life
I you'll be a star
In else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
of clay
laid spread out before me
As her body did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I her was everything
(Oh) I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted thoughts that spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all washed in black
everything
All the gone bad
my to black
Tattooed all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I know someday you'll have a life
I you'll be a star
In else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
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