the world i know

has our conscience shown has the sweet breeze blown has all the kindness gone hope still lingers on i drink myself of newfound pity sitting alone in new york city…

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december

why drink the water from my hand contagious as you think i am just tilt my sun towards your domain your cup runneth over againdont scream about dont think aloud…

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shine

give me a word give me a sign show me where to look tell me what will i find lay me on the ground fly me in the sky show…

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