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• Artiste: Peyton's Comet
• Titre: Funeral
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Tie that sheet around your neck, Go grab that stick you found outside, I swear there are 50,000 pirates, But I bet we take them all. And you can have it all, my son. I'm not waiting for this story, And I'm not pacing through these pages, Until we all stand up... We all stand up... And just walk away. Hey, little girl, You don't have to play inside, Take yourself outside, And kick the ball with the boys. And you can have it all, my dear, little girl. I want to tell him that the only thing that's stopping him is his two feet. I want to tell him that there's nothing left to fear. I want to tell her that she doesn't have to wear that dress. I want to tell her that all she needs is here.