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[always0]

Round Here
Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again
Where? I don't know
Maria says she's dying
Through the door I hear

Comments

[swaminbeauty]

this song is beautiful. and you're quite the snowflake yourself.

[babyblue_fairy9]

AMAZING SONG!!!