Rhythm walking with stalkers
Killers were taking confessions
Gravediggers were in love with the dead
I saw shiny eyes when you cried
And went crazy over them
Changing rules as to what’s not
To brighten your rainy day
And making snow put a show for you
Dancing squirrels bring you flowers
I never want to see you frown
As long as I breathe
I’ll make it, I promise
And you’ll smile forever
Wen we meet again
I want to recognize you by your smile.
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