A prayer for the dying,
for the waves coming in.
And washing the edges,
the edges away from within.
Of your heart.
My heart.
for the waves coming in.
And washing the edges,
the edges away from within.
Of your heart.
My heart.
A prayer for the dying,
for the sun coming up.
To feel all opponent,
so misunderstood.
Of your heart.
My heart.
for the sun coming up.
To feel all opponent,
so misunderstood.
Of your heart.
My heart.
Your heart
My heart
My heart
Your heart
My heart
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