She gave up time to be with him
As the wind blew her away
Into the abyss of dismay
And she lay with the dark horses
Hoping to climb out of the cold corpses
Into the sunshine
Called time
Yeah, that’s why I find it important to stay true to who I am.
Time
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If lost your sole and only possession, if OK. But if you lost your SOUL is not so fine.
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