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Bright Eyes - Trees Get Wheeled Away
So when time comes to claim me, my friends and my family will gather around my grave. and they’ll believe that they knew me, and love me and miss me, and all call me by my name… So believe you’re who you are, and stay in character. But at the end of the play, the audience walks away, and i’ll be shivering cold on a well-lit stage.


