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it came to me in the cool of the eve

a picture I had painted but had never seen

truth is the stone we were trying to bleed

like the things that we wanted that we didn't need

a walk on a world that was running away

making plans for a game that we'll never play

hearts full of love that can only feel pain

are these all the questions that are left to remain

on through the night-drinking tea with the moon

the answers in sight-drinking tea with the moon

bringing a whole new light-and the morning came too soon