Please, remember me
When the sun meets the sea
When the tree blossoms out again
I'll be beside all that
And if you taste the earth below,
And if you chew that blade of grass
And if you lick that dust on the floor
You'll find they taste like my skin
You'll find they taste like my skin
You woman - and I'll be gone
You cold pan - rusting along
A blown fist with no face to hit
Cause I'll be gone since so long
Cause I'll be gone since so long
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