It was a lurid start
Acrid sweat and agony
No one could cross three thousand miles
Gathering prayers
Acrid sweat and agony
No one could cross three thousand miles
Gathering prayers
You there, quickly forgetting my spilled words
Me, here, wondering what I meant
Only sometimes does it mean
We'll be here to see them bloom
One moment your life is a stone,
And the next, a star
You, there, quickly forgetting my spilled words
Me, here, wondering what I meant
In this dark world and wide
Dollar go from hand to hand
The world is never small
And you shouldn't treat it so
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