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Finally found a place to rest my head( Thank you for listening to The Atlas, This is The Oyster)There are scenesI sleep between oh late at night my oyster heartturns affliction in to artand when I dream I use itmaking little bits of musicwatch them growjust like a pearlthe earth was whiteuntil the lord picked up that crumbbetween his finger and his thumbpaint it blue and greenall blue and green except the endswhere it just snowson and on and on and on and onhey,what more do you expect?what more do you believe?hey,what love we can reject?Letras de cancioneswhat death is there to grieve?there are scenesI sleep betweenoh joy is just a giant shoutyou pull it in and push it outbut if you hold it in you yeah, the wind will die within youlet it blowyeah, it's the sameour bodies changeI am the one that lets you knowI am the one that wraps my loving arms around youwhen they put you in the ground and let you goon and on and on and on and onwhat more do you expect?what more do you believe?hey,what more do you expect?what more do you believe?hey,what love we can reject?what death is there to grieve?(You sleep alone tonight)hey,what more do you expect?what more do you believe?hey,what love we can reject?what death is there to grieve?Finally found a place to rest myFinally found a place to rest my head From Letras Mania