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Sheets of canvas
sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her once did
All five horizons around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I her was everything
(Oh) I she gave me all that she wore
And now my hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all been in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by kids at play
I can feel laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted thoughts spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
All the bad
Turned my world to black
all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I you'll a beautiful life
I 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 five horizons around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I her was everything
(Oh) I she gave me all that she wore
And now my hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all been in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by kids at play
I can feel laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted thoughts spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
All the bad
Turned my world to black
all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I you'll a beautiful life
I 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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