saguaro - and honestly, i don't care. | Текст песни

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• and honestly, i don't care.

i remember my fathers hand
holding my wrinkled hair
i knew it was plausible fib
dead dog controled the pit
in the garden with ivory and oaks
i tried to live without the words
that grew in my heart like flowless grass
now in my room i see the leaves
the cruel hot summer
led into the long hard fall
becoming the dark killing winter
until spring replenished us all

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