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And Also The Trees |
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And Also The Trees |
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Midnight Garden |
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I see it fall, I watch it fall, I let it die |
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No anguish just the happiness shows, on the brow |
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Look from these hidden angles |
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an unknown language prowls |
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I disappear, I reappear, I cannot hide |
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Standing in this broken view, where you surround |
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Dripping from the silence |
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The tears of an embrace |
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These moments I don't understand, have side effects |
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I slide, I kick, I turn around, I cannot rest |
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The cold of yesterday has warmed, and now I wait |
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Above swans fly through winter, I kiss upon her face |
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But still I feel these climbing plants |
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That slide and shake |
