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I have no time to sell
Let no timeline prevail
Over what's in my breath
There's deadline and there's death

I've no moments to spare
There is war everywhere
Shelters built, blown to shreds
We're among living dead

We're suspended in time
Ridiculed but sublime
Teddybears and windchimes
Matter here, not their dimes

Let's stay home, fuck them all
We have old tapes and fall
We have rains with a view
There's no her, only you

We have tarnishing trees
Let me stay on my knees
We have honey and tea
There's no him, only me

We're inside this stained glass
There's no them, only us
There's no end, see and try
They that live cannot die

Let them fall, let them strife
Let them call cycles life
Let them wage their day wars
We're not them anymore

And when all will be well
We'll have stories to tell
We're suspended in time
Ridiculed but sublime


from Sun of the Dead, released November 5, 2013



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