The Little Flames Things That Make The Morning Call Lyrics

Fragile you,
Blind and grey,
Showed up once,
Then hid away,
Saw the sun,
Saw the sky,
And now the sunlight,
Burns your eye,
Fled from the day,
Hiding away,
In so deep,
Bury all,
Things that make the morning call,
All the same,
Day will break,
And you deny,
The sky you crave,
The walls are so high,
To block out the sky

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