All the hit the ground with a sick sound, time moving in slow motion, sifting through, setting in as the clears, marching in rotation, got a feeling that is gonna bruise, I'm pretty that this is gonna be costly, I sit cuz there's nothing left to do, covering your head and you wish you could start again.
fire and it burns all the brush away, rain down, snow falling in a gray, the sun down, something new comes cautiously from the and spreads its wings toward the heavens.
colors and they mix into a go-round, the more the mix the more it's darker, heat and it leaves behind a ... feel it go, the heart get harder, it isn't something that you said you'd lose, you trade it in for something you can't stand, you let go and now nothing left to do, hands covering your head now you're ready to again,
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(Spoken word:) The second is all you have left, why you cling to this gift, a new day, a new start, the turns. sometimes got to crash before you burn.
fire comes and it all the brush away, rain down, falling in a lifeless gray, sun down fire comes and it burns all the away, comes down, snow falling in a gray, sun comes fire comes and it burns all the away, comes down, snow falling in a gray, sun down something new comes cautiously from the and spreads its wings toward the heavens.