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I Lay To Rest (California) - Emily Jane White
It's only
California
It's only
California
Oh I lay to rest
Oh now
Money maker
The hands of
The devil's sister
Oh they laid me down
There must be
A way out
There must be
A way out
There's a ghost
Inside of you
And I can see
It peering through
Oh I lay oh under
The oak tree
In the dead of winter
Oh I lay to rest
A winged boy
Fell from the tree
And oh he landed
Right next to me
The devi's fruit
Inside of me
And how my wings lay so dormantly
Oh you were
A body
You were
A ghost
And now you
Are nothing
The dark it up
And rose
And toward the light
It took you
And melted your wings
'Cause you were
A body
And now you are
Nothing
Oh I touched
Oh his feathers
Cow hide
Hands of leather
Oh you are a man
Oh wax wings
They wouldn't stay
And so our love
Melted away
Toward the sun
So right and fair
And then I saw
Drop in mid air
