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Apr 11
Be the 4am awake
Turn my look
I turn my face
All alone

Hear the waking of the morn
Come the music
Let them caw
All alone

Empty bed was made for two
Crumpled half
Waiting for you
All alone

Now I wonder through the streets
No one talks
Tis my defeat
All alone

Be the blueness in the sky
Looking up I see the lie
Can't you see them
Hiding there
All the stars
Oh Twinkling shadows....
So I reach and grab your soul
Take you with me
Eat you whole
Lay with me
Come warm my bed
....home
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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