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If I could die

Then wake tomorrow

Let nothing in this pass

For I would learn

To love such sorrow

My eyes would turn to glass



If I could hide

And then be found

Let nothing come to rest

For I could hold

To life be bound

My heart would break my chest



If I could live

Then not be seen

Or all is nothing here

Then I would die

For all that's been

But I'd die not in fear