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He cried
Had I been happy
Everything was so fresh
On the chest of the boy
And what of the lowerworld?
Let us fly
Into the mantle of fire
Should we love the upperworld?
The wind kissed pictures
And the wind kissed pictures
The son followed close behind
The father
He was never again to behold
The shovels wept with the earth they flung
And what of the lowerworld?
Let us fly
Into the mantle of fire
Should we love the upperworld?
The wind kissed pictures
And the wind kissed pictures
We dreamt so much of happiness
It matters not
To have been born
And what of the lowerworld?
Let us fly
Into the mantle of fire
Should we love the upperworld?
The wind kissed pictures
And the wind kissed pictures
Let us stop pretending
Ashes to dust and so we must
Lie where the water is deepest
She sat the loving day on her palace
He was lying on a moor among the reeds
And the wind kissed pictures
And the wind kissed pictures
And the wind kissed pictures
And the wind kissed pictures
The wind kissed pictures
Stop pretending
Ashes to dust and so we must
And the wind kissed pictures
And the wind kissed pictures
And the wind kissed pictures
And the wind kissed pictures
