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Old bells are singing
Set me free
They all want to see
Just how much their ringing
It can mean
Wild geese are screaming
Stay with me
Make the summer last
Hold me fast
Like flowers in the breeze
How come they don't yet see
What flowers grows on
All that is forgotten and rotten
They blossom quick and just as you get used to it
They all grow away
Sometimes I feel like
Old spiders singing
Faithfully
Constant in my dreams
Loyal to my skepticism
Preach
Cold lights are beaming
Inside me
Will I ever feel
Just a touch of hope
Becoming real
How come I don't yet see
What flowers grows in
The soil that holds everything
They blossom quick but just as you get sick of it
They break through all the hard soil singing
You should see me now
You should see me now
They sing
You should see us now
You should see us now
You should see us now
You should see us now
You should see us now
You should see us now