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Hold My Head
04:43
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Oh December, Oh December
10:31
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It's west to the new world
It's best that you leave me alone
Ships go with sailing
I'll wait for a new storm to come
Then off like a hero
A mist to the zeros, they've won
You sleep with a blanket
The smell of a vacant estate
But blue flowers in the distance
Blue birds with their wings damned to hell
And softly do you call them
You sing to them often for chills
Water falls below me
A sky that can flow on for miles
Be still, stop the ocean
Calming the motion to sleep
To just wreck through the mountains
Oh drown me in the fountains of the sea
You'll run til you die
You'll lose breath just to strive to the sea
Blue crystal water
The taker of your lover. I'm free
Be still, stop your crying
We're both only dying today
I'd love just to hold what
I dreamt was the hole in your heart
To laugh when you see me
To cry when you melt to the floor
And dance for the neighbors
The down, broken slaves, all the more
Oh how December,
The locks to remembrance,
Can sing!
And out goes our bottom
The key to a promise
(Look what) we've done
You're alone for the new year
Cheers to the days of the old
Be still, hold your feet down
Don't go with the waves of the cold
Maybe you should fall off the walls
Of the fall of the spring
Or take what was left
Of the thoughts in your head to the floor
Oh how December,
The locks to remembrance,
Can sing!
And out goes our bottom
The key to a promise
(Look what) we've done!
Oh how December,
The locks to remembrance,
Can sing!
And out goes our bottom,
The key to a promise
(Look what) we've done!
Be still, I'm not with you
You'll take every nce you can get
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Jake Wheeler Huntington, West Virginia
Yup. Ya got me.
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