SUN SWEPT THE EVENING RED
The Spirit of the Beehive
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You can take what you can hold
Resentment is a hill to die on
And in times like this I hear you talking
Seasons take a toll to watch it all
End in tragedy and whimpering on
Sun swept the evening red and though it's cold
I signal my way out has come
Beneath the awning that we stole, covered in leaves
I sign off my name in the end
I give you all you want and more; there's the door
I sign off my patients to them