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I'm Gone

de Hands of Attrition

I'm picking fruit
From forbidden trees
While leaves are falling
Autumn's calling
My breath is drawing into me
Smile

So stick a needle in my eye
Searching
Hang the daylight up to dry
Looking for the permanent high
Goodbye

I know I can be anyone
I am the father, lover, son
And age is immaterial
When every day I wake again
Weelcome to the dream that you were thinking of
Welcome to the world that you were dreaming of
Welcome to your execution

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