The Evening (Live Version)-Dorothy Bird
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What was scattered gathered

What was gathered blows away

She's trembling deep inside

And falling on the ground

Tectonic plates shift again

Inhaling the paths that she knows

A blanket of her memory

Is weighing her down

All these moments won't

Keep still in your hand

All these moments won't

Keep still in your hand

The brittle ground won't unfold

Her hidden strength in the haze

Feeling all the previous falls

She's drowning in midair

All these moments won't

Keep still in your hand

All these moments won't

Keep still in your hand

Nothing endures but change

Nothing ever endures

They won't keep still in your hands

They won't ever keep still

All these moments won't

Keep still in your hand

All these moments won't

Keep still in your hand

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