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A Thought of a
Sing to me words of wonder
And give me a dream to ponder
Open my eyes and let me see
Then darken my skyes
So I may feel the fire in me
I walk in the snow and feel numb
I look up and hope as whitness falls
Shhhhh, listen to life's last words
Can't you feel the screams?
I will sit here picking and my seams
Every time riping out more
Whats left? But a broken door
On the other side dreams are but cogs
In a hope that I could have
But still I stand looking deep in to my mind
And know what to do even if i dont know it
Yet
And give me a dream to ponder
Open my eyes and let me see
Then darken my skyes
So I may feel the fire in me
I walk in the snow and feel numb
I look up and hope as whitness falls
Shhhhh, listen to life's last words
Can't you feel the screams?
I will sit here picking and my seams
Every time riping out more
Whats left? But a broken door
On the other side dreams are but cogs
In a hope that I could have
But still I stand looking deep in to my mind
And know what to do even if i dont know it
Yet
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