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They killed you at noon in the night

They killed you at midnight

You were killed and hardly

They changed the future

 

I won’t be wrong if I find a heart not in the bedroom

I won’t be wrong if I find my heart is awake

I won’t be wrong if you don’t have a heart

I won’t be wrong if

 

I’ll say you’ve been killed three times

I’ll say that then another sixteen

And then another eighty times

They prepared a coffin and buried silently           love