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Sheets of empty canvas
sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her once did
All horizons her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I taught her was everything
(Oh) I she me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands the clouds
Of was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by kids at play
I can feel their laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and thoughts spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been in black
everything
All the gone bad
Turned my world to black
all I see
All I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I someday you'll have a beautiful life
I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her once did
All horizons her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I taught her was everything
(Oh) I she me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands the clouds
Of was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by kids at play
I can feel their laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and thoughts spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been in black
everything
All the gone bad
Turned my world to black
all I see
All I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I someday you'll have a beautiful life
I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
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