All my worries here are through
I give all my colour to you
This world lost me back two Junes
I surrender all hope to youth
When the moon comes up, I go down
For the first time
There’s a garden deep, deep in my heart
But it’s blossomed for the last time
Cold is mercy, heavy and sweet
Leaves make my blanket, root at my feet
Life is only good for the living
Time outran me, but sleep is forgiving
When the moon comes up, I go down
For the first time
There’s a garden deep, deep in my heart
But it’s blossomed for the last time
Will the angels cry over my past
Or over my love -- bringing him moss
To remember me by
Sleep
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