Dying

Still I'm standing amongst you
A face among trees, a light solar breeze
Still I wander amongst you
Around you I swoon, a shadow in bloom

I swear that I've been here before, I swear that I've been here before

How the last note of a symphony hangs heavy in the air
Caught inside a revolving door, you won't see me but I'm there

Still I'm floating amongst you
The wind here is not, the wind here is not hidden from view

I swear that I've been here before, I swear that I've been here before
And I know that I've been here before - And I'm sure that I've been here before

Still I'm walking amongst you
You'll feel it some days - a weightless embrace

How the last note of a symphony hangs heavy in the air
Caught inside a revolving door, you won't see me but I'm there

Dying. I will be right here
Dying. I will meet you there
Dying. I will be right here
Dying. I will meet you there



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Bettencourt
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