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Horology

from Ditchlore by Heather French Henry

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I don't care much for beginning
but somehow my heart turns to pickup
Just to survive means the last one to die

I was in my bed I was singing when you came in
Let the light within come and shine through open door
Now Olan, outside is mistaken for whitetail deer in the fire of the dawn

Why would you believe?
You began your decent and I ceased to rise for thee
Then the shadow came to be
Before man marked time by heavenly body

Where do you fit in the hollow of my heart?
Do you fill most men like a carriage or a car?
Outside the ruins are forsaken
No one sold me the floating bowl of the Brahms

Why would you believe?
You began your decent and I cased to rise for thee
Then the shadow came to be
Before man marked time by heavenly body

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from Ditchlore, released August 29, 2012

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