When I am low and dark
I hide in my false cocoon
Trying to hibernate
To get through the blue night
Waiting for the cold to melt
And turn my tears into wings
When I am low and dark
I hide in my false cocoon
Trying to hibernate
To get through the blue night
Waiting for the cold to melt
And turn my tears into wings
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