Water broken voice
Saturates a microphone
Into a receiver with no tongue
Offering little to what it knows

Then a silence so heavy
Broken hearts fall from throats
When heaven is remembered but never seen
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Eternally, the sun has set to mourning
When contoured with the backgrounds
On the canvas of which our lives are painted

Water broken voice
Saturates a microphone
Into a receiver with no tongue
Offering little to what it knows

Then a silence so heavy
The broken hearts fall from throats
When heaven is remembered but never seen
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Eternally, the sun has set to mourning
When contoured with the backgrounds
On the canvas of which our lives are painted

Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes, like kaleidoscopes

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Like kaleidoscopes
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Like kaleidoscopes
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