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A requiem, ode to long lost dream
Another truth, Small indecent scene...
Upon a hill, I turn around
View my path, I look far down...
Give me you
For just one night...
I'm not the first,
I'm not the last...
You tell me wipe the tears away,
As if you cant see them it makes it okay...
An attempt born of sleep depravity
To make sense of this haunting smoke...
The moment the bell breaks.
That the love has grown cold...
You tell me wipe the tears away,
As if you cant see them it makes it okay...
Match point.
One, One...
I'm not the first,
I'm not the last...