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deadpan - glass diamonds/pv2 lyrics

[verse 1]
remember me as me, equinox, perfect setting for the scene
sense it in the trees
speaker boxes weeping gently in the breeze
refreshing rumbles make the message bittersweet
chills recollecting yesterday’s retreats
rehearsing underwritten hymns to the deceased
sunday morning fog as heavy as the sea
caressing solemn children dressing to the t++th
bore mourning seeds early, let it pour for weeks
more than chords and beats
breathing lore i’m leaving before meeting heaven’s greeting door
hear my cadence in the rain forevermore
feel the source of warmth in late december nights
around the corner, see the faint but pleasant light
blue in green is ringing red and white
i’m never dead, in every bar and breath i left a life

[bridge]
remember me as me, equinox, perfect setting for the scene
sense it in the trees
speaker boxes weeping gently in the breeze
refreshing rumbles make the message bittersweet
remember me as me, equinox, perfect setting for the scene
sense it in the trees
speaker boxes weeping gently in the breeze
refreshing rumbles make the message bittersweet
remember me as me, equinox, perfect setting for the scene
sense it in the trees
speaker boxes weeping gently in the breeze
refreshing rumbles make the message bittersweet
[verse 2]
never wince when the wind only whimpers through the bare branches
stare at brown leaves greet the ground, green+faced
penciled out a memoir where they landed
humor’s dry as the blade’s veins, try the same fate
disintegrate in the pit of fall, would i dare chance it?
twisted riddle isn’t it? wait
for the brisk air to answer
shift stances, every hair standing
spring baby skipping in winter rain
every drop glistens vivid, strange pictures with intricate grains
that still glimmer while sinners are flipping the pages
gripped with a fit of rage
was never one for resolutions unless it was an ending
past resetting the present
february came, everything’s the same, i guess it was useless
shovel dirt over my thirty+first
double time biological clock ticking and watch thickening plots
brake+checking the immanence of permanent rot
knowing i’m not the only one that hurts when i stop

- deadpan lyrics

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