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Moon hangs round
a blade over my head
reminds me
what to do before I'm dead
night consumes light
and all I dread
reminds me what to do before I'm dead
Sun reclines
tease my mind
reminds me what to leave behind
light eats night
and all I never said
reminds me what to do before I'm...
To see you
to touch you
to see you
to touch you
Epochs fly, reminds me
what I hide, reminds me
the desert skies
cracks the spies
reminds me what I never tried
the ocean wide salted red
reminds me what to do before I'm...
to see you
to touch you
to feel you
to tell you
the sun reclines.....remind me
the desert skies....remind me
the ocean wide salted red
reminds me what to do before I'm...
to see you
to touch you
to feel you
to tell you