3​.​2 Brass Winter

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What a brass winter
What a broken son
I was not crafted, by no god
Then what have I become?

What a cold summer
I hope to god to leave this place and find a home
To call my own, to call my own
What a subtle prayer
"I want this home to be my own
To be the king of my own throne"

It's a secret to be seen
It's a secret to be seen

Annihilation
Resurrection
Realization
Are all the things I need in life
Decomposition
Regeneration
Love and Affection
Are all the things I need in life right now

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from Dreamseller, released March 29, 2014

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Marshburn is a band on the Mother Turf music collective from Los Angeles.

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