Girl of Mark

The constellation descends into everyone
The tales fall all over everyone, everyone
Over every seeker, the tales come down
Come down softly, come down softly

The girl of mark said to us,
“It's not for the critics,
it's for the people that wish for happiness”

The constellation descends into us
We're setting off to nowhere. The sign of light descends into us

The girl of mark said to us,
“It's not for the critics,
it's for the people that wish for happiness”

The girl of mark said to us,
“It's not for a good player,
it's for the people that makes good handiwork”

The constellation descends into us
The sign of light descends into us
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