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Trees - Stories from the past

Hidden hand


sometimes it feels like a hidden hand

a hand that is touching me
a hand that is protecting me
a hand that is guiding me
a hand that is taking mine

showing me the way
showing me a solution
showing me answers
I see you now


heavy foggy day
everything hiding
white walls

fill my soul up
Bones


broken bones didnt make stand here, now
broken bones didnt make stay here, forever

i wish they were broken
they wouldnt be the only thing

broken

broken bones
bones that held up that house

the warmth, love and feelings
the house called my body
the roof called my brain
the entrance called my heart

broken
wish it will all break

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get away
go away
Missing


somewhere out there...
You don't know


no you don't
battlefield


never change your heart
Fade to black


i fade to black
Trees - Stories from the past
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Trees - Stories from the past

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