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The Sleeping Child

de B.E. Taylor

They cleaned the blood off the stage
While pretending it was glitter
They see ghosts nearly their age
Yet still wonder why lights flicker

Is it their fault they don’t fade?
Their presence just gets bigger
And if you're close, you hear them say
They want to become singers

(Oh)

All the warnings written on the wall
They foresee the cause of their downfall

Fractures of industry
I built success with my melancholy
It resonates with me
Leaves me with nothing but myself only

(Oh) when you trust someone to write your story
(Oh) but they take away all of your glory

Last night I saw a little girl
Standing in the corner
She whispered in my ear
As the air got colder

It ain’t her fault, she can’t fade
Her presence just gets bigger
She's getting old, it's such a shame
She used to be a singer

(Oh)

All the warnings written on the wall
They foresee the cause of their downfall

Fractures of industry
I built success with my melancholy
It resonates with me
Leaves me with nothing but myself only

(Oh) when you trust someone to write your story
(Oh) but they take away all of your glory

I don't know if I'm out of my mind
But I have tried it a million times
There's nothing wrong yet nothing right with me now

It's marigold, maybe a little white
It's a glowing hope when all the lights are out
There's nothing wrong yet nothing right with me now

Fractures of industry
I built success with my melancholy
It resonates with me
Leaves me with nothing but myself only

(Oh) when you trust someone to write your story
(Oh) but they take away all of your glory

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