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The air is bruised
With ghostly fumes
Of condensed smoke
But in my interpretation
The world's not moved
She sleeps tonight
The harvest breeze will refrain her lullaby
I walk solo tonight
Witnessing this moving painting
Still I'm the only soul moving
The only distracted child
Still I'd rather be
The one last sleeping
The one to hear her sigh
The trash cans are still on the curb
Enlisted soldiers awaiting departure
Still no lights reflect dawns intellect
She speaks with silence
I've understood every word
Are you with me tonight
Witnessing this moving painting?
Still I'm the only soul moving
The only distracted child
Still I'd rather be
The one last sleeping
the one to hear her sigh
Are you with me tonight
Witnessing this moving painting?
Still I'm the only soul moving
The only distracted child
Still I'd rather be
The one last sleeping
The one to hear her sigh
Still I'm the only soul moving
The only distracted child
Still I'd rather be
The one last sleeping
The one to hear her sigh
HATA BİLDİR
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