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I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal.

Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long.

Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
And to finally fly apart
We had to cut them off.

Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkardly cast
That even I could be the star.

I don't look back much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter's day.

Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have seemed short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight.

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I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole 
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold 
Oh what a contrast you were 
To the brutes in the halls 
My timid young fingers held a decent animal. 
 
Over the ramparts you tossed 
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers 
Tied to a brick 
Sweet as a song 
The years have been short but the days were long. 
 
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass 
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed 
When our kite lines first crossed 
We tied them into knots 
And to finally fly apart 
We had to cut them off. 
 
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse 
So you understand less as the pages turn 
Or a movie so crass 
And awkardly cast 
That even I could be the star. 
 
I don't look back much as a rule 
And all this way before murder was cool 
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay 
Warm light on a winter's day. 
 
Over the ramparts you tossed 
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers 
Tied to a brick 
Sweet as a song 
The years have seemed short but the days go slowly by 
Two loose kites falling from the sky 
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight.

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