Written, recorded, and produced by Phillip Quirie, Copyright 2011
lyrics
Sitting high above them, you will listen and you watch
Before you plunge and plummet down, they'll give you flesh and bone
Memories dissolve, you'll find; for they have made you theirs
But you know that you've lived before, and your thirst will be your warmth
You're not meant to see this, but you dropped inside of her
Brightness fades and voices echo, reminding of your past
Now you are, just as you were; with your sadness still alive
But you don't know if this is a gift: to become again
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