Cold breaks the mirror there
Hope beige as paper ware
Rope and my father's scroll
I'm open as a bell before the tollDays upon the lonely pyre of our youth
I fell in love with two blue eyes, and that's you
She's awake, she cries, we carry on
Eyes are closed to see the sun is gone
And then the day is done
Child cries for mother's hand, she runs
Smoke in the mirror and, these guns
Hold me so near again
I'm broken as a bell after the war
Days upon the lonely pyre of our youth
I fell in love with 2 blue eyes, and that's you
She's awake, she cries we carry on
Eyes are closed to see the sun is gone
And then our day is doneDon't be long no, don't be a drifter no, I let the basin fill
Don't be long, don't be that leftover minute
Who we are
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