In this lifetime
You can mix knives and paper doves
On the rooftop
If it craves, it's hollowed out
I fell down this daylight
Blind man's arrow
Buried in my loves heart
Tape was wound
Life ties back drop
Figures and puppets in scissor hands
On the outside
All of these words are falling down
I fell down this daylight
Blind man's arrow
Buried in my loves heart
Tape was wound
Porcelain light, a moonless night
In closing, always closing
Porcelain light, a moonless night
In closing, always closing
Fortunate day, simple to say
In closing, always closing
The curtain is drawn, the lights go on
In closing, always closing

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