The Veils - The Leavers Dance lyrics

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Berenice my hands my feet are worn as much as yours are

And though my head, my hands, my heart are forming

They still feel worlds apart

Berenice beneath it all you're golden and thats all I'm feeding on

And though my head my hands are growing colder

We move in circles now

Berenice theres no release at all thats not worth dying for

And it's not for our desires but our design that we all fall apart