Not Ours To See

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Dry your eyes you've thought too much,
Nothing worth crying over now.

Broken glass on cobble stones,
Red hem
Milk runs down.

It's not time to say goodnight.
Wait a while soon you'll find,
The universe sings.

Dry your eyes you've thought too much.
Nothing worth crying over now.

Broken glass on cobble stones,
Milk running down

Is it true we know too much?
Is it true the youth is floating with us

Like a ghost

Is it true we know too much?
Is it true the youth is floating with us,

Like a ghost.

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from Duchess of Whispers, released March 22, 2016
WRITTEN BY ELIZABETH DE LA REY
PRODUCED BY EMILE DE LA REY

MIXED BY EMILE DE LA REY
MASTERED BY MIKE GIBSON AT MUNKI STUDIOS

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