The days are numbered
The days of sunny falls
Are numbered
We cannot play
In the pink light forever
The slow plucking sound
Of the base
Coming from the orphanage
The bunny with the clipped tail hops by
The girl who dances
With a glaze in her eyes
There is no time for tag
Even though the clean daisy
Sings
The diamonds will break
War will rage
We cannot play
In the pink light forever
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