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Sing of the Moon
I've always been told we hold black holes inside That know from the start that every star must die But it seems too convenient to lose track of time Now that you're gone, will my orbit unwind? What northern wind blew us into the street And what fatal one will we all someday meet? Swept into a palace with no sign of a king No court for us jesters, but we like to Sing of the moon as it something get shy Running from lovers through starry-eyes skies Morning comes quick bringing tragic goodbyes Nothing ever really dies, right? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Someone's lighting candles all over my floor And placed 'holy of holy's' through every door But who are our doubts to? Some half of the evening knew of listening ears, long withdrew? So we sing of the moon and the face that it hides Shining just half of it's truth to our skies But bring me the sun that gives it all light I don't want to just wait to die Alright
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