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Shiny Things (demo)
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SHINY THINGS
Like the shiny things a crow stashes
Crumpled napkins and cold ashes
Like broken pieces when the bottle smashes
My tears don’t mean anything at all
Like the golden rings around your fingers
The forgotten songs by unknown singers
Like your memory that sweetly lingers
My tears don’t mean anything at all
My tears don’t mean anything
They fall like the evening rain
That dries when the sun rises again
My tears don’t mean anything
They fall and they dry again
And we’ll all be the sun in the end
We’ll rise like the stars we are again
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Good to hear you again. Is that a cello?