Saint of Pine Hills - Heavy Eyes

Close your heavy eyes, & go to sleep, for the last time
None, of us will know, if we will get, if we'll get tomorrow

Time, it has a way, of making you think, you've got it all
The, truth of it is, the time that we have, it is only borrowed

Written by:
Cory OCarroll

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