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I burned your memory alive
into the winds
your scattered ashes may still fly
and then I washed my hands, my feet
and watched you cry.
Into the winds
I dissipate my every desire
And, though I\'m free of what you are
we\'ve never been this far apart
you watched me cry.
We burned our hearts on rotten stakes
the smoke aroused by our mistakes
into the winds
now carries ashes of our sins
Come watch us.. come now, welcome in.
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