The trees are bare
And the sky is grey
Like veins in the side
Of a mountain
And I sit in the company of kings
That speak of their riches freely
And I sit in the company of kings
That speak of their riches freely
I stare out the window when it's cold
I think god I must be getting old
I look at the walls while I'm counting the stars
Every wish has a name, I just wish I knew what they were
And there's a girl outside
That says you'll never understand so don't...
So don't even try
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