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I am not here to be listened to.
What I say is a dying plant.
You shouldn’t feel obliged either.
With just our breaths we’ll chant.
I didn’t come here to be heard

I am not here to be listened to.
What I say is a dying plant.
You shouldn’t feel obliged either.
With just our breaths we’ll chant.
I didn’t come here to be heard

From Naked in Ashes

From Naked in Ashes

Second verse

Second verse

Sometimes I wonder why I can be so strange.
When I went back home one time and saw that my parents had put a money box in the dogs kennel.
Then I realised.

He who thinks he knows doesn’t know.
He who knows he doesn’t know, knows.
JC

Pink house not so yonder