Hear the heartbeat filling with winter
Branches without any leaves
I am not swollen with hope,
But the further we go
I see the old road lined with new trees
And the roses climb out of the black holes, honey, like two hands out a window to me holding a mirror, so I look for my face, is that really me
After each step
Please lock the door behind me
Leave please no memory to blind me
Beyond tonight, just leave tomorrow to find me with whatever it's gotta bring
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