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A brave morning

Thoughts flap their wings and fly

And I can still taste

Defeat on my lips

Bright tie fish fly

I have not yet arrived

How can I not admit

I need to know you

 Cause I just want to be something more than the mud in your eyes

I want to be the clay in your hands

Hey sorrow

where are you?

Tomorrow just won't be the

same without you here

I'll wish for shoulders

bold and broad to bear

And strength to hold my head above them

 Cause I just want to be something more than the mud in your eyes

I want to be the clay in your hands

Gloria is silent

Gloria is silent

Gloria is silent

 And glory is a silent thing

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