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At the cemetery gate I gave up to life
In the sun of a quiet Tuesday
I look at the high sky it doesn’t tell what to do
While you walk to your past
Cleaning marble affections and a white rose
Standing on the right
A heavy stone inside like a big bitter fruit
Falling in your mouth
But the wine is sweet and the sea is close
It’s like living out on mars
Who cares why i was born this way
Today is just my day
And i just seat and eat with myself
The church is an ufo and my flute has an elf
Waiting for the train to come
Waiting for the train to come
Waiting for the gates to call
I may not have ever been able to say
What I felt deep inside
I may not have ever been able to say
What I wanted to hide
Maybe I’m a sea covered by snow
A forest under the ice lands
But the past is already in the dawn
Now its time for me to spawn

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from Trapcoustic - Pearl, released December 26, 2019

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