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Sheets of empty canvas
sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth 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 beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all been in black
Tattooed everything
I a outside
I'm by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and thoughts spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How the sun can drop away
And now my bitter cradle broken glass
Of was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
All the gone bad
Turned my to black
Tattooed all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I someday you'll a beautiful life
I know 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 spread out before me
As her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth 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 beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all been in black
Tattooed everything
I a outside
I'm by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and thoughts spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How the sun can drop away
And now my bitter cradle broken glass
Of was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
All the gone bad
Turned my to black
Tattooed all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I someday you'll a beautiful life
I know 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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