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Winter, winter mornings What you going to promise, promise me Winter, winter morning You might have been the diamond Wasted like a diamond, Wasted love Untasted love I am walking all your blocks Onward to hopeless ***** passing ***** by An asbestos blanket to wrap the homeless A man who knows his worth So falsely The cold is painful There's a ditch with my name in it The sun shines so brightly Please don't see me, you see so kindly Your kindness kind of gets to me I still have some things left to lose (I didn't like me once I met me Time numbs until it doesn't I was but then I wasn't It wasn't too much to ask Just too hard to be Your kindness kind of got to me, I didn't think you could help me I still had some things left to lose Your kindness kind of cut through me).
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Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 9:26 PM UTC
Once Tim Buckley Was
Winter, winter mornings What you going to promise, promise me Winter, winter morning You might have been the diamond Wasted like a diamond, Wasted love Untasted love I am walking all your blocks Onward to hopeless ***** passing ***** by An asbestos blanket to wrap the homeless A man who knows his worth So falsely The cold is painful There's a ditch with my name in it The sun shines so brightly Please don't see me, you see so kindly Your kindness kind of gets to me I still have some things left to lose (I didn't like me once I met me Time numbs until it doesn't I was but then I wasn't It wasn't too much to ask Just too hard to be Your kindness kind of got to me, I didn't think you could help me I still had some things left to lose Your kindness kind of cut through me).
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Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 9:26 PM UTC
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