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Marigolds Lyrics - Artist : Cursive
There's a pond beyond the hospital
All night long I watch the wind ripple From the windows of the ICU The warbled mirror of a waning moon If you can hear me, just squeeze my hand Everybody is flying in I keep shooing away the chaplain Flowers frame the walls of the hallway I began to learn them all by name Marigolds can often stand for death The nurse suggested buying baby's breath If you can hear me, just squeeze my hand Blink your eyes if you understand Maybe we should call the chaplain |
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