Ochoa

You'd weigh the day
Falling fast asleep
I'd watch the sky
Turn in your eyes
To Blue
Don't close the door
There might be a chance
Should they turn
Their ears away from you
Sun, Moon, Flower
I'll walk you to forever
Where you go
Far from me, but not for long
Absence tunes the quiet
Symphonies of you
Your turn to sing
You're gone
The show must go on
Sun, Moon, Flower
I'll walk you to forever
And Where you go
Far from me, but not for long

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Writer(s): Damien Jurado