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Our distant spirits yearn
This emptiness can’t last
The years don’t get me clean
My mourning is my bath

Dear, the ghost of you remains in frozen time
Unchanged, but withered in decay
You left me behind
Tears are fickle and refrained
The past is mine
Our time was hallowed

The winter air brings chills
I walk the open roads
Your hazy breath I feel
The spirit flower unfolds

My journey brings me here
This river flows with life
I kiss your ring and toss
To bid you sweet good-bye

Dear, I’m crippled and afraid of losing time
I’m lame
I can’t seem to contain the loss inside
Tears are flowing
I’m amazed that angels die
Our time was hallowed

Erin Claussen - Voices
Randal Prater - Guitars, Backing Voice, Bass, Drums


from Kindergarten - Creeping Myrtle, released October 24, 1997
Written by Randal Prater (BMI)


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Randal Prater Seattle, Washington

Singer-songwriter with four solo albums. Former frontman for Creeping Myrtle and The Pagan States.

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