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Is this

Unbroken?

Leaden

Passing time

Sound

Peeling off

And it's falling

Sonic dust

Planks

In this house

Deteriorate

A long decay

And through the cracks

Windy silence

Whistling, reclaiming

My daughter, my son

With your arms in slings

Our extremities

Numb

from the coldest days

I built this fire

For those darker things

The machines

That made us old x2

A mother for

An ocean unseen

No one heard

Your waves crashing

Lift the cloud veil

From the glowing moon

A mother to pour the light on you

An alchemy

A strange glow

This will be a permanent thing

O Children

A permanent thing

Those vile and ancient songs

We won't ever sing

Those vile and ancient songs

We won't ever have to sing