Please feather weigh in on our strife For blood runs as time and spirals out of sight
Gently landing on your shoulder I say "Keep the flow to it's dry end Keep the rivers red for fields grow gold"
The sun's true colors pierce like an arrow Soon the wind through the meadow weeps
Clean the wounds and the instrument The wheat and the earth
The horizon confused between rosy glows trembles As your sight A feather covers your eyes
Sleep is of the essence for all things to grow And grow into Unearth thyself and break the horizon Death did not suit your smile
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