Winter's people watchingAs I sail from season's fourTo join some crazy ladiesIn a game upon the shoreNone of them with broken wingsBut still refuse to flySo with sweetness on my lipsI smile a last goodbye And now I spend my lifeOn the velvet side of hellAimlessly here searchingFor what I cannot tellThe quietness is terribleIt's more than I can standBut thousands now stand cheeringAs my blood flows in the sand Spoken: You're not the childYou thought you wereYou wake up in the nightAnd know you're blindAnd yet they keep on pushingTrying the insides of your mindForever, forever arresting to controlUntil the emptiness of heaven welcomes your weary soul
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