Shaded oleh the trees, calling out to the wind, I'm lying face-down crying
I saw a version of myself I didn't even recognize
On this gitar I'm playing the melody of someone who's passed on
A bintang falls in the grief of someone who'll never be seen again
Please don't go, no matter how much anda scream,
all it will do is quietly stir these jeruk, orange petals
Saved on my soft brow,
I send the memories in my palm far away
An eternal farewell as I keep strumming
The jantung of a child clinging to a gentle hand
The blazing wheels cast it off and continue on
On this gitar I'm playing the grief of someone who's...
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