In the stillness of my room where roses neve bloom and everything is dead I lay my head...
Unmoving trees reached towards the sky and flowers bent their heads The water's edge was silent For all the wind was dead...
The lights seem bright, God's man is still the echo dies away The words are ringing in my ears about a better way...
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