Someone Told Me Not To Cry

This song makes me think of Christmas for some reason. In an almost gloomy but uplifting way. I think it’s the music and the vocal harmonies and “oooaaahs” throughout. I could imagine it being sang as a Christmas carol by a massive childrens choir.

Something filled up
My heart with nothing
Someone told me not to cry

But now that I’m older
My heart’s colder
And I can see that it’s a lie

Children, wake up
Hold your mistake up
Before they turn the summer into dust

If the children don’t grow up
Our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up
We’re just a million little gods causing rainstorms
Turning every good thing to rust

I guess we’ll just have to adjust

With my lightning bolts a-glowin’
I can see where I am going to be
When the reaper, he reaches and touches my hand

With my lightning bolts a-glowin’
I can see where I am going
With my lightning bolts a-glowin’
I can see where I am going

You better look out below

S.I.T Wolf X

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