Saturday, February 13, 2010

Skies full of greys, slept through it all until the first sign of light lit up the whole room.
Skies full of grace, slept through it all until the first sign of light lit up the whole room.
Leave this room to leave room for you now, leaving this all behind.
Oh like all the elephants in this world I cannot forget you,
Open window, staring deep into the sky, so come hear the wind blow, way down below and way up high.
Leave this room to leave room for you now, leaving this all behind.
It's a long way for me to leave you, I think you should stay.

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