Woolgather
Ashes and Echoes
One of these daysThe right words will come to me,Beautiful and strange, Because I'm losing my sense of feeling.I'm on the same page,But the words are foreign to my eyes.They aren't focusing,They're blurred and hypnotized.One of these daysI'm gonna ride the storm away.I'll pack all my things,Then I'll throw 'em to the wind.I'll find a million ways,But just one I want to take,I've gotta get out of this graveAnd leave, in peace, the worst part of me.
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