Letting go the days we knew when others fell before you Half a statue carved in ochre Lest we forget our will is a broken one, oh honey Deep resonation signs our declension Some hesitation bears ready mention Turn off the station to multiply the tension, darling I found a way to set aside the fact that I adore your Laundry lists and long promenades With haunting kisses and passing the days, honeychild Signed and sealed and in this sound we hear the memory dying Wondering if we paid attention Would we have seen our proper ascension day Oh theres no way
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