I said that the calm comes from here*
And when the dead farm is near
The field and aura will lead you home
Through bloodless winds and
Skipping stones
And when my howl is hung
The leaves will be leaves
And the rivers, the rivers will still taste of wine
I"ll wait here and listen for the calm
The trees and the purple sky, the sea almost green, then answers the calm
But I'll still walk and hold our breaths, till death do us apart, we our gathered here today

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