Из альбома: If You Come to Greet Me

Forget, forget about the end
Forget about what may have been


In your hand the smoking gun
The thin red line across your palm

Forget about the end
This is not the end

I had forgotten
How light reflects on water

In your hand flowers held
The thin red ribbon tied around

Forget about the end
This is not the end
This is not the end

Forget about the end

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