Matthew and the Atlas - Everything that dies
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CWait on the breezAme thCrough red top treeAms
CPining will roam,Am askC where you've growAmn
CSeven geese in flAmightC call from a great heiAmght
CGrey wing, then wAmhiteC, grey wing, then whitAme
FYou said everyone you kAmnow oCne day will surely diFe
But everything that dieAms in someG way returns
FYou said everyone you kAmnow Cone day will surely diFe
But everything that dieAms in some way returnGs
CDown to the woodAms whCere I first stooAmd
CDown to the footAm wheCre I drew blooAmd
CTen gees in fligAmht Ccall from a great heigAmht
CGrey wings, thenAm white,C grey wings, then whiAmte
FYou said everyone you kAmnow oCne day will surely dFie
But everything that dieAms in sGome way returns
FYou said everyone you kAmnow oCne day will surely diFe
But everything that dieAms in Gsome way returns X3