The Hour Speller Lyrics

	I can’t spell it forever, I beg for a change
	Still tending to the feather, I just need a rest
	Time becomes a fever, a virus I can’t stop
	Mowing all my lovers, I can’t fit to the rules.
	Wedding as autumn’s leaf
	Friendship as beliefs
	Afternoons as only exit
	Mornings as digital music
	Nothing would ever remain, spelling words lost in the sand
	My thistle can’t you see, our world is fading
	My thistle can’t you see, the sky and the fields are melting
	My juggler can’t you dream, time has come to open you hand
	My mothers are the seas, I would drown myself in their poetry

	I can' t spell it forever, I beg for a change
	Still tending to the feather, I just need a rest
	Time becomes a fever, a virus I can' t stop
	Mowing all my lovers, I can' t fit to the rules.
	Wedding as autumn' s leaf
	Friendship as beliefs
	Afternoons as only exit
	Mornings as digital music
	Nothing would ever remain, spelling words lost in the sand
	My thistle can' t you see, our world is fading
	My thistle can' t you see, the sky and the fields are melting
	My juggler can' t you dream, time has come to open you hand
	My mothers are the seas, I would drown myself in their poetry

	I can' t spell it forever, I beg for a change
	Still tending to the feather, I just need a rest
	Time becomes a fever, a virus I can' t stop
	Mowing all my lovers, I can' t fit to the rules.
	Wedding as autumn' s leaf
	Friendship as beliefs
	Afternoons as only exit
	Mornings as digital music
	Nothing would ever remain, spelling words lost in the sand
	My thistle can' t you see, our world is fading
	My thistle can' t you see, the sky and the fields are melting
	My juggler can' t you dream, time has come to open you hand
	My mothers are the seas, I would drown myself in their poetry

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