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• Artiste: Aaron Beckum
• Titre: winterKilling
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If you don't mind, I'll be happy, and you can wake me in the morning. You can tell me, and you can warn me, the weather outside is looking stormy. All the evergreens and the waterfalls, ever growing, never slowing. The river is forever knowing. Color staying, winter killing, brightly shining in the morning. You can tell me I'm unqualified to look at myself from the outside 'cause I'm uncomfortable with my history, a book of awkwardness, autobiography. But you can wake me in the morning. You can tell me, you can warn me, the weather outside's looking stormy. I'm out of school and out of mind I'm feeling crazy but doing just fine. There isn't much that if you gave me could make me feel more than just misunderstood. So from here on I'll just pass on the formula for life and living long. And I'll just sing my songs and write the melodies, count the stars above: this is my actuality. If you don't hear from me don't worry about me 'cause I'm on the road and I'm living life and I have been set free! Like the siren sings, like the seamstress sews, where the fire starts nobody really knows. But we live long in the poet's song, in the artist's mind. We've run out of time. But you can wake me in the morning. You can tell me, you can warn me, the weather outside is looking stormy. In this altitude give me oxygen, give me nothing more than every word that's ever been printed in the books or written on the walls or screamed and shouted down the narrow, winding, empty halls of my memory, my catastrophe; my intellect is slowly chasing after me. Get the ground for the planting. A hundred years from now we'll all be dancing, 'cause life's not meant to self-destruct, you choose your own disease. But you can wake me (you can wake me) in the morning (in the morning). You can tell me (you can tell me), you can warn me (you can warn me), the weather outside is looking stormy. But until then, give me room to grow, 'cause I'm just living life and this is all I really know. But until then, give me room to grow, 'cause I'm just living life and this is all I really know.