mandarin max January 5, 2007
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Night dies, morning mourns
O red of the east
never hide behind the ray
the darkness paints the rainbow on you
inside me, outside you
the intimate and infinite
all are black
the truth, as I see behind you
a spark of golden shadow
a rain of shining silhoutte
writing the obituary
you be the
last word
silence sings in between.
O red of the east
never hide behind the ray
the darkness paints the rainbow on you
inside me, outside you
the intimate and infinite
all are black
the truth, as I see behind you
a spark of golden shadow
a rain of shining silhoutte
writing the obituary
you be the
silence sings in between.
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