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letra de 5 p.m. - how great were the robins

it’s five p.m
if you don’t mind the clock
shadows claim back
stretching far and bold
you let go of my hand
now empty and self-absorbed
sometimes i don’t feel quite
a part of this world, of this life

if you know hurt
then you know me
i disappear like salt
through the millstream
on the green the harvest traces
on the jeans remains of hay
as well your eyes show some sign of us
but i can’t quite grasp what’s in your mind

still five p.m
breathing by the clock
willows are bent
waving by default
you’ve let go of my hand
like many times before
sometimes i don’t feel quite
like i am here now
it grows so tiring
dreaming while awake
the day flows so quietly
for my eyes to gaze
i seek you in the midst
of fleeting pollen grains
sometimes i can’t help but frown, frown
and don’t quite feel like
a part of this world, of this life

- how great were the robins

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