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Apr 2023
SING FOR FEELING  
SING FOR NOW
SING FOR LETTING GO OF WHAT YOU WANT SOMEHOW

SING FOR LOVING
SING FOR LOSS
SING FOR HEALING BROKEN HEARTS AT ANY COST

WIND IS WITHIN US ALL
WE LIVE THROUGH A DOWNFALL
FALLING FIRST TO RISE

LIVING WON’T LAST FOR LONG
WE CAN SCREAM A NEW SONG
KNOCK DOWN EVERY PEAK

THERE’S A NEW WIND COMING FROM WITHIN OURSELVES
BLOWING DOWN MOUNTAINS AS IT PASSES BY
WHILE WE NEVER HAD TO SING FOR OUR LIVES BEFORE
WE SING TO A PERMANENT SKY  

SO THIS WON’T BE THE LAST SONG ON EARTH

SING FOR BIRTHDAYS
SING FOR ROCKS
SING FOR EVERY TEAR THAT LINES OUR MOURNING TALKS

SING FOR LIVING  
SING FOR DEATH
SING FOR EVERY SINGLE MOMENTARY BREATH  

A TERRACOTTA CRUST
FROZEN OVER TIME MUST
BOUND OUR HEARTS NO MORE

WHEN GRAVITY IS STRANGE
WE CAN MAKE A BIG CHANGE
FLY FAR OFF THE GROUND

THERE’S A TRUE LAW RISING TO THE FIRMAMENT
FORMING NEW PAIRS AS IT CHARTERS LAND
WHILE WE NEVER HAD TO LIVE FOR TWO LIVES BEFORE
WE LIVE TO SHARE LIFE HAND IN HAND

SO THIS WON’T BE THE LAST SONG

INSTEAD WE’LL SING
MUSIC OF ANGELS TEACHING US TO CARVE
TECTONIC PLATES SCULPTED WITH OUR BARE HANDS
AND OUR FATHERS AND SISTERS WILL
LEND OUT THEIR DUST
TO JOIN IN OUR SONG
AND LIVE OUT THEIR BREATHS
THROUGH US ALL ALONG
WITH BASS AND WITH DRUMS
FOR EONS, FOR LIFE
THROUGH KINGDOMS OF HAZE
AND SCALING THROUGH MAIZE
TO FIND OUT THE TRUTH
AND LIVE OUT OUR LOVE
THROUGH ALL OF THE EARTH

SO

THIS WON’T BE THE LAST SONG ON EARTH
sunday
Written by
sunday  22/M/ATL - NYC
(22/M/ATL - NYC)   
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   sparklysnowflake
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