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He was the blue sky She was the rain He was the sunshine Who took away all her pain She was the black sky In the middle of the night He was the brightest star shining Reasurring her That it will be alright She's an old untuned piano With dust on the keys But he sits down And makes beautiful music from her But she never ever will see He was the smell After the rain She was like the seasons Always eager to change He tastes like cigarettes and jack She is at war with herself Ready to attack He has the universe in his hand The world in his palms She has nothing to live for She sits alone writing song after song His soul is full of awe His eyes are filled with wonder Her heart is much too cold Down her life it plundered He is like a warm summer breeze Setting all souls at ease And she is like these cold december nights Always Chilling Always causing a fright
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Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 6:25 PM UTC
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He was the blue sky She was the rain He was the sunshine Who took away all her pain She was the black sky In the middle of the night He was the brightest star shining Reasurring her That it will be alright She's an old untuned piano With dust on the keys But he sits down And makes beautiful music from her But she never ever will see He was the smell After the rain She was like the seasons Always eager to change He tastes like cigarettes and jack She is at war with herself Ready to attack He has the universe in his hand The world in his palms She has nothing to live for She sits alone writing song after song His soul is full of awe His eyes are filled with wonder Her heart is much too cold Down her life it plundered He is like a warm summer breeze Setting all souls at ease And she is like these cold december nights Always Chilling Always causing a fright
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Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 6:25 PM UTC
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