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I will never cease to    be released to       the underworld          above your cloud In your ****** hair    the sand says to       stay slightly shady         and wave quietly to            the ghosts on shore Friends and demons    Crash on the collapsed dunes       I'll wait for you          To marry the sky             In the silence of the wind Lady of the night     Stray the sunshine away         Glass shards in my red eyes             Cans of old beer are there                Still in the grass I'll be sitting in the memory     Of the sun from yesterday         Today's little smile in the night             Your precious hands carry me there I wonder why I never tried    Harder and harder our stone got        While it was drenched in the rain             As the trees fell down                My two palms were set ablaze We sent up a smoke signal     To the God(s) in heaven or the hell         In your life, seven lives, two lines The otherside will show us a certain door Where the people all live equally and infinitely
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Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 11:18 AM UTC
On The Otherside
I will never cease to    be released to       the underworld          above your cloud In your ****** hair    the sand says to       stay slightly shady         and wave quietly to            the ghosts on shore Friends and demons    Crash on the collapsed dunes       I'll wait for you          To marry the sky             In the silence of the wind Lady of the night     Stray the sunshine away         Glass shards in my red eyes             Cans of old beer are there                Still in the grass I'll be sitting in the memory     Of the sun from yesterday         Today's little smile in the night             Your precious hands carry me there I wonder why I never tried    Harder and harder our stone got        While it was drenched in the rain             As the trees fell down                My two palms were set ablaze We sent up a smoke signal     To the God(s) in heaven or the hell         In your life, seven lives, two lines The otherside will show us a certain door Where the people all live equally and infinitely
Take me there.
andrew-mcelroy
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30/M/Australian
Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 11:18 AM UTC
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