.I strayed lost, and was seeing birds full of wounds
I suppose it might've been you, what would you think?
hollow inside, your eyes are so lonely
the colours were fading... it's as if I'm looking at the end
under the quivering sky, I'm still wanting to talk to the warmth of your hands.
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