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• Artiste: Paper Bird
• Titre: Stories About
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stories about Oh how we love those stories about What happens to our bodies when we're dead About hair that doesn't stop to grow And eyes that look in one direction Instead of moving with the way the head turns As if a dead person would care to turn around No there's no need to be pretty When your home is a box beneath the ground. Still they'll wash your hair and brush your teeth Before you travel across the river Even when you're bodyless they will dress you up So you won't shiver You shall feel warm and comfortable If a cold breeze guides your boat You shall lie between satin sheets While the ferryman watches his precious load We always try not to cry our eyes out When we understand For each of our friends there's one unique and very special end hold on tigh, I will try not to get lost Until we're old enough to go on Until we're not scared anymore about what's to come maybe I need more time to understand to have some believe in where we'll be Once I've finished this part And slipped out of me.