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• Artiste: Assembly Of Dust
• Titre: The Honest Hour
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In the hour before the devil finds I've died I'll move slow as my ending descends from the pines Because I couldn't stop for death She kindly stopped for me and she stole my breath (Emily Dickinson) If I'm bound or gagged If I'm lost or loosin' I might want to leave from here Until then I'll still be cruisin' High above the atmosphere Well I walked through that hour in a drawn out sleepless bliss Blinking possibilites shuttered and ceased to exist Like a prisoner of my personality My time had come and my body was set free I went easy from my body but harder from my ways I lived tall in this life but I was naked at the end of my born days When desperation rang long through me Horses whispered in the distance and my body was set free