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When lacy wears decompose,
I do not know, where do they go?
Oh, it is a subtle thing, melting right into the air.
Oh, the edges crisp and frayed,
Tiny pin eyes, sink in a shell,
Oh, it is a subtle thing, melting right into the air.
And then we carry white mice to the prairie to see.
When lacy wings decompose,
I do not know, where do they go?
Oh, it is a subtle thing, melting right into the air.
And then we carry white mice to the prairie to see
Them ascend & rememberâ¦.remember
What is white.
All the edges crisp & frayed,
Tiny pin eyes, sink in a shell,
Oh, it is a subtle thing, melting right into the air.
And then we carry white mice to the prairie to see
Them ascend & rememberâ¦.remember
What is white, what is whiteâ¦â¦..