All of this ends
My mountain outlast the summer
Father gave us a number
Our very own
All of my friends
All of my so-called brothers
We are dying
We are tired
And if you think that the simple solution
Is retribution please... Breathe
Freeze-dried amends
Scalding insinuations
Why am I standing?
Is this my home?
All of my trees
That bend to be heard are missing
Where are the brides?
Why aren't they kissing?
And if you think
I'm apocalyptic
Or cold and cryptic
Please... Never leave
Hang on
Hang on
Hang on
Little clownz
You might just turn the world around
There are just words
This is my contribution
Unfit for evolution
Silly and pure
There is a sound
Under the darkest winter
I am sure
I rest assures
And if you think
You hear yourself screaming
Feel me dreaming
More... Never leave
Hang on
Hang on
Hang on
Little clownz
You might just turn the world around
Hang on
Little clownz
You might just turn the world around
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