10.45 Amsterdam Conversations Funeral for a Friend

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Water broken voice
Saturated microphone
Into a receiver with no tongue
Offering little to what it knows

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Then in silence so heavy
Broken hearts fall from throats
And heaven is remembered but never seen
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

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Eternally the sun has set to mourning
And contoured are the backgrounds
On the canvas on which our lives are painted

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Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes x4
Like kaleidoscopes x3