Arthur Yoria: Music

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The feathers hit / they strike the bell
That wakes a newborn when he's sleeping well
The mirrors miss / they half resist
As they go by / they say something that sounds like it rhymes
In the end, there is a middle / intermission's over
Can't you tell?

It's now something else
Take a different breath / this could make some sense
Mouth the words that can't be spoken

Indirect, innocent, inexistent / nothing here but smoke
Follow please and take the lead
Raise your fist but lower it to make note of it
In the end, there is a middle / intermission's over
Can't you tell?

It's now something else
Take a different breath / this could make some sense
Mouth the words that can't be spoken

In the end, there is a middle / intermission's over
Can't you tell?

It's now something else
Take a different breath / this could make some sense
Listen, can't you tell?
It's now something else
Take a different breath / this could make some sense
Mouth the words that can't be spoken