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| Memory's Song | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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If you stand at the edge, Watching the life you spawned pass by in a rapid flow, chances are you'll never see what was meant for you. Rivers of color move in time through small holes in our minds, Creating something of a memory and yet don't quite cling to the ceiling of my mind long enough to be remembered as my own | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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Take awy from me this breath Oh, stollen thoughts of mine, do covet! Do not sound thy whistel for the storm be too loud All I hear is my own heart beating Take away from me this breath of dark sweet blood For it runs wild through thy wicked vien. Give light to eyes that cannot see, and speech to me, who has but only a word to give. Pray that it be enough. Take away from me this breath of fate, sought on me much too late. Written April 26th 1998 | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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