Duncan Sheik & David Poe
laugh till i cry
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The evergreens will whisper
What they've seen beneath the summer sun
Don't know what speaks their native tongue
Of children growing older
O lovers rolling in the grass
The calling voices of the past
And I laugh till I cry every time
Now, things fire turn to night
Turn to night, to night