The words which didn't came out loud
Look, they are hanging off my lips, my knees, my heavy knees
Are scratched, all black and blue
Just like Antennae galaxies
Collidining through
The color of the love
We're falling into
When it comes my time to leave
Sing me to sleep under the trees
Hide my bones, somewhere so deep
In the blackest sea
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