.We wake each morning in a foreign country
We walk the outer edges of our room
I think of you in terms of buried treasure
A jilted bride emerging from a tomb
Oh your shadow is still breathing
The close and holy darkness will unveil
Mother she's not dead she's only sleeping
Gr.
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