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As each day grows dark These feathers ache To scrape the sky To make my mark As time is sewn I long to try To stay behind Not break apart To find these senses overrun I must have stumbled on my way In my aversion for the sun I've come to shiver in the spray As each day grows dark These feathers ache To scrape the sky To make my mark As time is sewn I long to try To stay behind Not break apart To find myself within this light Of every mornings present chill Somehow i must have lost my sight And come a subject of free will Where do you find peace? Where do you hold your fears? Where do you hide the beast as the your end draws near? where do you find love? In books and priests? In Gods above? Or in your fear that it will cease? To take your spit upon my face I'll have to close my eyes and wait Til you have disapeared and there is not trace I trust in time wil tell fate As each day grows dark These feathers ache To scrape the sky To make my mark As time is sewn I long to try To stay behind Not break apart |