The Leavers Dance

Berenice My hands my feet are worn As much as yours are And though my head my hands my heart are forming They still feel worlds apart Berenice Beneath it all you're golden And that's all I'm feeding on And though my head my hands are growing colder We move circles now Berenice there's no release at all That's not worth dying for Berenice My hands my feet are worn As much as yours are Berenice there's no release at all That's not worth dying for And it's not for our desires but our design that we all fall apart Berenice there's no release at all It's worthless crying for And though my 'cause we all fall down

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