The Sun was rising slowly so
Above my desert rain before
But, listen, babe, your light is blind
You dries my soul, I'm behind
But, listen,babe, I'm only crumb
I know it, I put my gun...
I have just crumbs as hungry bird
What can I say? I'm only third
And how many night has hearts
I know it, my drifting art
But what the dawn will leave for me?
Just crumbs of Sun and salt of sea
You see me now, you say me, - Crumb,
Your tears and pain will never come
But bread your love is dry on Sun...
It crumbles palm, I have just crumbs
Crumb
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