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Lyricist: Feed From the Floor
Lyrics:
Dust on dust, in a new room, First impressions of the sun Burnt the skin now are buried. We’ve been staring up too long.
Eyes gone dry. No more tears. Salt and shame upon my tongue. Dust on dust, drying flowers. We’ve been coming here too long.
Here in the golden mirror Watch every word you say Shatter and find a way To cut like golden days.
Flesh on flesh on the dry earth. Our reflections are the same - Wearing dust, match the desert. Past is captured as it’s made
In your image, like an actress Lying to protect her age. Dust on lens. Dying flowers. We shall not return again.
Here in the golden mirror Watch every word you say Shatter and find a way To cut like golden days.
Watching as I fade, Fading as I’m watching every word I say, Loving how I fade, fading like a flower Knowing that the rain...
That the rain may fall too late It can’t revive our dying flowers. Rain may fall… Too late, this is our final hour.
Here in the golden mirror Watch every word you say Shatter and find a way To cut like golden days.
Watching as I fade, Fading as I’m watching every word I say, Loving how I fade, fading like a flower Knowing that the rain
Here in the golden mirror Watch every word you say Shatter and find a way To cut like golden days.
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