André Papanicolaou - Cold Ground

""The snake in my head
Is squeezing the life from my mind
And I’m tightening my belt
As if I could turn back time
But Time flies by
Like jets over hostile skies
And weighs us down
Like cold rain onto cold, cold ground
But I recall your eyes
Forever young, staring back into mine
And that long white gown
Floating like pollen all around
Time flies by
Like jets over hostile Skies
And weighs us down
Like cold rain onto cold, cold ground
This isn’t who I am
Just what I have become
Don’t forget me
Or where I came from
Time flies by
Like jets over hostile Skies
And weighs us down
Like cold rain onto cold, cold ground""

Written by:
Andre Papanicolaou

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