Everything beautiful dies.

Tears falling from the sky, words from a lullaby, everything beautiful dies. For now we're hanging in though we are blessed with sin. You make my tired heart sing. You can be a sunbeam And shine for a while, For a while. You can laugh a lot And bring out that smile. [Tristania]

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