are you in .. or are you out the words are stones .. in my mouth hush little baby .. dont you cry truth comes down .. strikes mein the eye
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turning season .. within brand new nails .. a cross my skin but who am i .. to imply that i was found .. that i found you in the white
to overcome this i become one with quiet cold of .. late november if you dont see ill remain un-seen till therez time to .. be remembered
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so i had a .. green light i was lost in .. city lights not so far from try this is not our last goodbye so i had a .. green light i was lost in .. city lights not so far from try this is not our last goodbye
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dont you cry
so i found you found a way .. all through the quiet cold of .. inner darkness now that youre here it becomes so clear i have waited for you always