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• Artiste: Gainsae
• Titre: Ibis Flies
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There is no relief From the autumn breeze And the bleeding tree Has already died In the clove of seasons And rape or reasons The rusty steel cable Sways like an empty cradle The millstone grinds Changes in time away As the ibis flies Far beneath is the bleeding tree It's scarlet chest Paralyzed with stale breath It was born to breathe On borrowed time Born to live is that my crime The splintery box Lost in the loft The mahogany weathered coffin Paints the picture Perfect in my mind He died alone in the fleeting rain All alone by the bleeding tree His legs were broke He collapsed he choked When I left him in the cold. I saw it in his eyes He died like the ibis flies (Thanks to Katy for these lyrics)