| I want to be alone
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| I need to touch each stone
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| Face the grave that I have grown
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| I want to be
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| Alone
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| Before all the days are gone
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| And darker walls are bent and torn
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| To pass the time of those who mourn
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| I want to be
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| Alone
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| Rivers that run anywhere
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| Are in my hand and just up the stair
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| Past the eyes of those who care
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| Who can never be
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| Alone
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| Changes that were not meant to be
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| Tow the hours of my memory
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| Sing a song of love to me
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| To say you must never
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| Never be alone
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| The tears of a silent rain
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| Seek shelter on my broken pain
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| And run away
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| But I remain
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| To speak the words
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| That sing
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| Of alone
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| I want to be alone
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| I need to touch each stone
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| Face the grave that I have grown
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| I want to be
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| Alone |