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