Shaded par the trees, calling out to the wind, I'm lying face-down crying
I saw a version of myself I didn't even recognize
On this guitare I'm playing the melody of someone who's passed on
A étoile, star falls in the grief of someone who'll never be seen again
Please don't go, no matter how much toi scream,
all it will do is quietly stir these orange petals
Saved on my soft brow,
I send the memories in my palm far away
An eternal farewell as I keep strumming
The cœur, coeur of a child clinging to a gentle hand
The blazing wheels cast it off and continue on
On this guitare I'm playing the grief of someone who's...
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