The sky is getting thinner
The weight is a spell to so close we have been
I was sworn to something thinner
Long thin thread from tooth to rib
Clear the dust
It's all I touch
Clear the dust
Back to plant the seed
Your breath is a habit of soaking the ground
I was sifting for the keep
And powdered a bowl and then just struck it down
Clear the dust
It's all I touch
Clear the dust
Clear the dust
Clear the dust
Can't remember ever wanting so much
Clear the dust
It's all I touch
Clear the dust
Can't remember ever wanting so much
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