Get out! The year ol' winds passes by
she hugs herself tonight, darkness consumes her heart
she yells, where's my time!
Oh dear love, can you tell my art?
The dark room she stays in grows smaller
A tall figure looms over
she clutches her pillow
She seeks to be in a green meadow
Opened her eyes, she laughs and grins widely
Walks diagonally, we are, we are goners in this tub of water!
Hide and I shall seek
The lightnings booming, she is shivering
The doors creaking, are you saving?
The silver edge glows and the steps are ear-splitting
Oh my! what an adorable hopeless animal
Furniture cracks and burns
The room lit up and red dancers danced
The black room turned black
She yells and frails but fell on deaf ears
The shivering girl's eyes cleared
and the silver edge lost its glow
the cheers has gone down,
no little droplets of water only fear
the neighborhood 65
house number 32
ashes fly to the sky
bid farewell to the girl
that was never known
up in the high she smiles
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