The Last Part

I heard your sounds
But I could not find
Your golden horse
Inside the wind

I was so lonely
The day you died
You never called me
You did not write

Still aliens came in
Floating and dancing
They drained my blood
Under your spell

And amid the sins
Of humankind
I found your silks
Your camouflage

Oh, dying is an art
Dying is the last part
And love is like the wild wind
It is like flying when the night comes
Or when the day begins

Oh, dying is an art
Dying is the last part
And love is like the wild wind
It is like flying when the night comes
Or when the day begins

Oh, dying is an art
Dying is the last part
And love is like the wild wind
It is like flying when the night comes
Or when the day begins



Credits
Writer(s): Mariano Tavares
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