Real history
Eddie cain irvin
tears I cry find their way to the ocean
the sun picks em up
to make clouds in the sky
and eventually they come back to me
the sun picks em up
to make clouds in the sky
and eventually they come back to me
matter never disappears
we'll just live a different life
becoming nature's beauty
life die life die life die life
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