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Shall i stay or go Through the door Will the pen to flow Watch the stars Sleep's a chore The moon is growing cold It hangs like a sliver of tin How do our dreams unfold And why are my bones feeling thin I watch my pen as though My fingers could shatter like icicles And before my eyes Lie glittering and useless on a field of snow more free lyrics
Shall i stay or go Through the door Will the pen to flow Watch the stars Sleep's a chore The moon is growing cold It hangs like a sliver of tin How do our dreams unfold And why are my bones feeling thin I watch my pen as though My fingers could shatter like icicles And before my eyes Lie glittering and useless on a field of snow
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