| We stare at broken clocks,
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| The hands don’t turn anymore.
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| The days turn into nights,
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| Empty hearts and empty places.
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| The day you lost him,
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| I slowly lost you too.
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| For when he died, he took a part of YOU!
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| No time for farewells,
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| No chances for goodbyes.
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| No explanations,
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| No fuckin' reasons why.
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| I watched it eat you up,
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| Pieces fallen on the floor.
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| We stare at broken clocks,
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| The hands don’t turn anymore.
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| If only sorrow could build a staircase,
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| Or tears could show the way.
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| I would climb my way to heaven,
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| And bring him back home again.
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| Don’t give up hope, my friend,
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| This is not the end.
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| We stare at broken clocks,
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| The hands don’t turn anymore.
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| The days turn into nights,
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| Empty hearts and empty places.
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| The day you lost him,
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| I slowly lost you too.
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| For when he died, he took a part of YOU!
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| Death is only a chapter,
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| So let’s rip out the pages of yesterday.
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| Death is only a horizon. |