Falling into pieces
I feel it never ends; we’ve got so many faces
We just can’t do without falling into pieces, oh pieces
The birds will never land, they go straight into heaven
Surely God be lost, and why they let this happen, oh happen
At once the bits and pieces form again anew
Time has feathery sounds which roll the colours under, oh haunt me they
The mind the cap what needs to fall that we’ll fall under
Ensure the cure is found and we’ll survive the thunder
So you find her
It never ends; I feel it never ends
We’ve got so many faces
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