your coarse bloody veins, are eating away, they’re killing me
and now if she stays, I’m running away, from what I need
now that I’m older now, she won’t grow older with me
and now if she stays, I’m running away, from what I need
now that I’m older now, she won’t grow older with me
she won’t leave, and I won’t go, since none of us here will ever show,
she won’t ask, and I won’t say, no one here is ever gonna run away
she won’t ask, and I won’t say, no one here is ever gonna run away
the time is hurried, the night is heading down to the sea
my planted feet are pillars of weight only she can free
now that I’m older now she won’t grow older with me
her prism is open my bounty is bought we hold the keys
my planted feet are pillars of weight only she can free
now that I’m older now she won’t grow older with me
her prism is open my bounty is bought we hold the keys
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