| I’m river and I’m stone
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| I shiver but I know
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| I’m young but oh so old
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| Played scissor paper rock
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| I’d run till I was caught
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| Games end but nothing stops
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| The rocks will turn to dust
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| The scissor starts to rust
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| The ink will fade with us.
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| A lily builds a home
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| It grows inside my bones
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| Been there since I was born
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| You can brood by a brook
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| And whisper to water
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| Don’t worry, the dawn will dry your tears
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| See the daylight as it flows
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| It fills the holes… and souls grow whole
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| You can moan to the moon
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| You can swoon in the sunset
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| Don’t hurry, your world won’t disappear
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| See the waves that drape the shore
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| They fill the holes… and souls grow whole and old
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| I’m drifting towards the end
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| The sand keeps closing in But water turns the bend
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| The trees reach for the sky
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| The roots begin to dry
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| A nest becomes a shrine
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| You can brood by a brook
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| And whisper to water
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| Don’t worry, the dawn will dry your tears
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| See the daylight as it flows
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| It fills the holes… and souls grow whole
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| You can moan to the moon
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| You can swoon in the sunset
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| Don’t hurry, your world won’t disappear
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| See the waves that drape the shore
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| They fill the holes… and souls grow whole and old
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| aaaaaa aa-aaaa aa-aaa aaaaa
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| aaaaaa aa-aaaa aa-aaa aaaaa
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| You can brood by a brook
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| And whisper to water
|
| Don’t worry, the dawn will dry your tears
|
| See the daylight as it flows
|
| It fills the holes… and souls grow whole
|
| You can moan to the moon
|
| You can swoon in the sunset
|
| Don’t hurry, your world won’t disappear
|
| See the waves that drape the shore
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| They fill the holes… and souls grow whole and old |