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Death
by The Pretty Things

As your loved ones they place
Heavy stones on your face
Your sonnets of life
They are filling the case
High windows inside me
Look down on your face.

Changing white fingers
For men in the sand
Burning bright spears
That you hold in your hand

Grey children you've spawned
They just won't understand

As the slow pulse of sobbing
Dries-from the sky
My grief in red circles
Surrounding an eye
Grey child stands looking
And passes on by.

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: CALEB DAVID BURTON, EAVEN IAN DALL, KYLE PHILLIP ERICH, BEN JAMES NAIRNE, JAKE MICHAEL GRANIERI TAYLOR

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