| There are whispers, ones that let me in on the upcoming.
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| I watched and listened, ready to take hold the sight, to take over the whole
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| damn night.
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| I stay buried from loss that would kill me across.
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| Never go away, hold her tightly and I love harder than I can. |
| Only one way out.
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| The voices are callin' me, outside in.
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| They hold the misery from breaking in…
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| With hours left and the light at the end is dimmer than,
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| I watched and listened, leaving without loosing tonight, her breath on skin by
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| candlelight.
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| I’ll take loss from my face and leave grace in its trace.
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| Never go away, hold her tightly.
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| And I love harder than I can…
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| Only one way down
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| The voices are callin' me, outside in.
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| They hold the misery from breaking in
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| And one day after the rain, the loss sinks in.
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| The photographs are alone to uphold withstand
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| One day after the rain, when the loss sinks in.
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| The photographs are alone to uphold and withstand.
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| Only one day after the rain…
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| Capsized in the sea of your scent.
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| Only one day after the rain…
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| When abandonment is my closest friend… |