The Fury Of Sunsets
Something cold is in the air, an aura of ice and phlegm
All day I've built a lifetime and now the sun sinks to undo it
The horizon bleeds and sucks its thumb
The little red thumb goes out of sight
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Something cold is in the air, an aura of ice and phlegm
All day I've built a lifetime and now the sun sinks to undo it
The horizon bleeds and sucks its thumb
The little red thumb goes out of sight
Good Morning Sunshine
Our marriage is so strong
As our heart's beat along
And True Love exists