you've got nothing to fear now
you are a ghost
your bones are dust, let me carry you
we can run until we fall apart
three things have come and gone
the sun, the moon, and you
I awoke alone
numb - head to toe
I stared into lights
into red and white
and in the sky, where they say the gods reside
fingers of glass shattered into stars
the voice in my head says I'm made of lead
but why should I believe what she says?
she says "it doesn't matter... at all..."
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