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Texty: Poison The Well. Makeshift Clay You.

Your last breath escaped while I held you in my arms
Your last breath escaped while I held you in my arms
Drops fall in the water, drop as you have from my days, from my days

You promised you'd meet me in the sky when the time was right
As a ghost you'll stay at my side

Not able to take my life for fear of rejection into the light
So young am I, so young am I, so young am I

Knowing I'll walk till the wrinkles come
Days don't go by where I don't spit
Wounded letters at time for taking its time

Not able to take my life
Not able to take my life for fear of rejection into the light
So young am I, so young am I, so young am I

Your last breath escaped while I held you in my arms
Counting and counting till our reunion
Still you can't place your hands on my face
Alone, alone with spirits and time that takes its time

Not able to take my life
Not able to take my life for fear of rejection into the light
So young am I, so young am I, so young am I