http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vguZmqHJ6OA
Today
I have no heart to break.
My soul's a dried and ancient lake.
My lips
so parched and cracking red
...shed what tears would have instead.
Please tilt your ear to hear my friend!
...my story of woe...the tale of my end.
My words
are carrying on the wind
to bring your stormy clouds...
and fill my soul again!
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