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it's 'bout the small things

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Hello morning sun.
Good to see you rise.
Haven’t slept that well.
Was alone last night.
I come and take a breeze
of your shining rays.
I'm grown used to it
in so many ways.

Let's draw a sketch of you.
Maybe with my hands.
But I cannot find a color that
represents your glance.

And it's good to have an ocean when swimming means a crime.
And we all can see that sunshine that is burning our eyes.
So is it better to live searching than to die with lonely heart?
At least we got what we got...

Hello Mr. Sand. Could You talk to the wind?
Could You ask him if he'd give us something to deny all our sins.
Give us rain. Give us grain. Turn some snowflakes to cocaine.
Give us hope and grace and something we can waste.
Let us harvest. Let us plant till the earth is just a sand
and then we'll see: That there's no destiny.

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from molatree - closer 3track preview, released July 4, 2012

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molatree Erfurt, Germany

Ein Fisch , ein Baum, ein großer Mond – gefühlt, gemalt , erzählt, vertont.

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