Jun 23, 2015
Song No. 1 (still undecided title)
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how could you leave
feed me to
all that is pure (a maiden of gold)
lead me to (stark hands reach)
you
you
rose light spirea (Hestia, calls for me)
the flame in a meadow (parading the promenade)
a cold in the wind (wandering, circling)
leads me to (I am not)
you
you (for x4)
you
you
was it all worth it?
was it all worth it? (No idea at all x2)
was it all worth it?
was it all worth it?
[spoken word]
There was French Marigold that grew in visions beside my left side
As I wanted to speak
Parted lips cracked like dry leaf and nothing was ever said
