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Amsterdam Conversations (Live) - Funeral For A Friend

Water broken voice saturates a microphone

Into a reciever with no tongue

Offering little to what it knows

Then a silence so heavy broken hearts fall from throats

When heaven is remembered but never seen

Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Eternaly the sun has set to mourning

When contoured with the backgrounds

On the canvas to which our lives are painted

Water broken voice saturates a microphone

Into a reciever with no tongue

Offering little to what it knows

Then a silence so heavy broken hearts fall from throats

When heaven is remembered but never seen

Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Eternaly the sun has set to mourning

When contoured with the backgrounds

On the canvas to which our lives are painted

Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

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