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Dec 2013
Don't check twice for the plants to be living
Time's being wasted on taking not giving
Figure the point of all the cosmos
Without saying "Well, only God knows"
Take the walk down the concrete side
To meet the souls of the hypnotized
Bow, begging bread from yuppie talkers
Who've grown from kids into devil stalkers

The eagels fly, over the valley
Over the hills, through the canyon
Skies collapse into the earth
Creating chaos perfectly woven

Commit mind to action, a call to air
In the revolving wheel of what's to share
Where blood fills the streets
And angels sing emptiness
Sweetly, calmly
All for you, and all for me
I am you, and you are me
Let the angels sing
Let the angels sing
Written by
Kristofer Von Coons  Here, Until I'm Gone.
(Here, Until I'm Gone.)   
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