Wednesday, March 26, 2014

The Earth in One Cell

How I been left in the sun,
Longer I lust for the cold,
How long I've crept on my knees,
Cut my hands to the bone,

One cell divide,
Live three times,
And cut for the heart of the sun.
Bad luck cutting its bones
On solid ground

And never fall out.

Ever I left with the dawn,
And ever I crept on the wind,
Earth is too big now to hold me,
You'll never lose bad luck again.

One cell divide,
Live three times,
And cut for the heart of the sun.
Bad luck cutting its bones
On solid ground,

And never fall out.


It's been too long,
Will I ever fade out with the sun?
Bad heart yearns,
Feel its blood burn,
You'll never leave bad luck alone.

One cell divide,
Live three times,
And cut for the heart of the sun.
Bad luck cutting its bones
On solid ground,

And never fall out.

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