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Overcast blues

It's strangely suspicious of you to spread secret sounds
And I'm mostly upset with you for fooling around as I drown here..
and I always knew the world was big and bitter and I always knew the world was weird and woeful
and I'm leery of the sirens who come singing their song
 to spread sinister sights and fill you with fright..
and I'm pondering who should be saving this soul...
Oh I don't worry if the wind won't blow
and I don't care if the sun don't show,
I don't mind if you don't miss me now..
"Ill do my loving in the winter"

The sky isn't clear..
The storm is oh so near..
And what exactly is this world?
And who exactly do we wish to be?
Written by Hunterapsych (Shaman among machines)
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