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The Sun Rises, The Curtain Falls
by Tom GossI am the last of my kind
Hands holding up a brightening sky
Over the Earth I run
Getting nowhere under a lemony sun
I'm walking through the fields as one
For I am the last of my kind
Hands holding up a brightening sky
Older and older I become
Knowing imagination can't heal this one
I wonder how it feels to be done
Yes I am the last of my kind
Hands holding up a brightening sky 02/19/2013 Author's Note: This is a song: Click Here To Hear it on bandcamp ;)
Posted on 02/19/2013
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