They found a castle on a cloud
I found a lightbulb gone out
There's a fortress where they'll live
When their organs call it quits
Little silver children growing into trophies
I act like I'm golden
But I'm a bronze souvenir
No more permanent than a tiny tire swing
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Little Silver Children Lyrics

Lemuria – Little Silver Children Lyrics