« Responder #2033 em: Março 21, 2025, 03:49:02 pm »
I got lost in the garden
And crossed a boundary
Where garden meets wilderness
I felt the shift profoundly
We would've been unlikely
We would've been fractious
And in my mind, I buried us
Right beneath the Taxus
Lying side-by-side after life
I feel my rotten heart burn as I yearn
To feel some warmth, to be alive
In my mind, I buried us side-by-side
We belong to the earth now
Right beneath the Taxus
In the land of what-ifs
Would we have been too fractious?
Or wonderfully unlikely?
Would we have shone brightly?
Whenever I close my eyes
We're still dancing in the afterlife
Buried side-by-side after life
I feel my rotten heart burn as I yearn
To feel some warmth, to be alive
In my mind, I buried us
In my mind, I buried us
In my mind, I buried us side-by-side
There was much haste, there was no time
No eulogy, no wake
But I've been silently humming our threnody
And weeping while walking away
Away, away, away
I got lost in the garden
And crossed a boundary
And when you crossed mine
I felt the shift profoundly
Buried side-by-side after life
I feel my rotten heart burn as I yearn
To feel some warmth, to be alive
In my mind, I buried us
In my mind, I buried us
In my mind, I buried us side-by-side
Oh, I've been silently humming our threnody
And weeping while walking away
I've been silently humming our threnody
And weeping while walking away
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