"And when your fears subside, and shadows still remain, oh yeah…
I know that you can love me, when there's no one left to blame."
One address, written in faded ink. Keep it somewhere safe and old.
PASTE CONTRACT ADDRESS HEREFour small verses. Each one a little quieter than the last.
It falls on the stage, the chart, and the inside of your hoodie.
One red flower in a monochrome world. The whole portfolio in one petal.
The intro is eight bars. The trade lasts the rest of your life.
Two and a half minutes of pure crying. Optional. Probably necessary.
Tap a key. A note rings. A red petal falls. Hit Spacebar to play the next note of the intro — if you don't drop a beat, the melody plays itself.
From a dressing-room camera nobody asked for.
One bloom, left on the keys. Someone meant something by it.
Set down after the encore. Strings still warm. Crowd already gone.
Rain on the glass. A candle. The intro plays itself, eventually.
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