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My father's stories fell us
Filled us his light
Gospels, minds
Taking root, root

His pocket change jingle
bells
Heads low
Sneaking peaks, peaks

And the comes down
It's and the browns begin to bite
Here you will always be me
And you will not go

There he sleeps on untamed
corners yet discovered
His yet to be
Trod upon, trod

I bear to hear his breathing
Simply knowing what's to
I can't to hear your breathing
Knowing what's to come, to come

And the comes down
dark and the browns begin to bite
Here you will always be me
And you will not go

And the rain down
It's dark and the browns begin to

And the rain comes
It's dark and the browns begin to

And the rain down
dark and the browns begin to bite

Here I will be behind you
And will never go