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Wearily and weathered lungs filled with newthere's a days worth of sky hovering over youno it's not the sand nor is it the dreamsthat now blow across the acres as clothes loosen in their seems one by one - coming undonewe scurry to be one up on the sunYou landed here with fearGone north and put to restThe cross around your neck is nowBuried in your chestSleep for the sake of the night And wake in the hope of finding a lightThrow your drunken handsAcross the scenery And your drunken thoughts on temporality Everything lay so still, almost deadExcept the blood-red sky over headLetras de cancionesSleep for the sake of the nightAnd wake in the hope, but fumble in lightThrow your sunken dreams At the scenery with your sunken hopes For longevity The country lay as still as the deadSave the blood-red moon up ahead From Letras Mania