Amy from Flitcraft by Flitcraft

Amy

remember how the leaves fall, Amy?
the stories of the past will tell me
the picture on the wall that crumbles
the echoes of the land that rumbles

and the story goes on and on
and I can’t seem to read between the lies
last echoes of our time

the future’s still being written, Amy
it’s not for us to know so blame me
if we run all out of words to mumble
if we’re falling all apart and stumble
well the story then goes on and on
the mystery unfolds and breaks apart like glass
last echoes of our past
echoes of the past

well the story then goes on and on
and I can’t seem to read between the lies
last echoes of our time

echoes of our time
echoes of our time
echoes of our time

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