I saw it all
Happened on the golden sheets
And in the morning you were asleep
Hazy in your golden daze.
There was a child,
Moving on her mother's breast;
Breathing on them,
Dust in the light.
But you know it's awfully hard
To dream.
I was a knife
In my mother's arms,
Black as morning.
Wearing the lights
Glowing so my sister
Could see.
I felt it all
But you know it's awfully hard
To talk about it.
Try to recall
The girls when I was 17,
A dream.
No, this can't be right
But it's awfully hard to fight
When it's going quickly and it's like
We're half asleep.
There's no rosy almost days behind
These painted lady eyes
Let it go and all that they imply
Get over me.
I was afraid
When I left my home
And my mother
Sadness, my friend
She used to play for me
And sing.
No, this can't be right
But it's awfully hard to fight
When it's going quickly and it's like
We're half asleep.
There's no rose, he almost stays behind
These painted lady eyes
Let it go and all that they imply
Get over me.
It's hard to talk about
When inside you're freaking out
When it's going quickly and you doubt
You're in me.
But it's what you have instead a part?
But we haven't stayed apart
Wish I have a .. room
.. it happens when ..
I don't wanna die
I'm lying on the ..
In the morning
I don't feel all
And I'm going after all
Don't you know it's hardly ..
I don't wanna die
I'm lying in my mother's mad
And I'm awake.
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