"gently in these ragged folds curled up and warm like easter's child a breath so faint, angelic weight
i can't deny that i drift sometimes even in these loving moments to summery fields i call my own where i can lie and in them feel at one with my death with limbs outstretched
i can't deny that i'm weak sometimes even in my strongest moments and the way you cry at me i don't know why you stay"
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Couldn't agree more.
"gently in these ragged folds
curled up and warm like easter's child
a breath so faint, angelic weight
i can't deny
that i drift sometimes
even in these loving moments
to summery fields i call my own
where i can lie and in them feel
at one with my death
with limbs outstretched
i can't deny
that i'm weak sometimes
even in my strongest moments
and the way you cry at me
i don't know why
you stay"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7eqv3DJJ6eU
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