| From the outside all appeared serene
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| The garden framing a dreamlike scene
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| In the beginning the house was new
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| The rooms were warm there was much to do
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| I opened up the door and walked through
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| And maybe now I’ve come to see the light is whiter
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| And the life will enter in time
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| It’s always whiter and the life is ever in time
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| Gravely the old man with greyish hair
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| Waiting sadly beneath the stair
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| Frail hands reaching out anew
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| Called for me, bid me thereinto (I hate myself)
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| I opened up the door and walked through
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| And maybe now I’ve come to see the light is whiter
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| And the life will enter in time
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| It’s always whiter and the life is ever in time
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| All I have left is this memory
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| Thoughts of how loving used to be All I have left is this tainted view
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| Painfully, I’m in love with you.
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| I open up the door and walk through
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| And maybe now I’ve come to see the light is whiter
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| And the life will enter in time
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| It’s always whiter and the life is ever in time. |