Steal the breath from me. It's yours to take. I give it freely. Shake me from my sleep. To see the things. I could have done. To change everything. To be in place. To drive you both home. Not to gravestones. Take you somewhere safe.
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Speak to me in memories. To comfort me. A welcomed haunting. This is my
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apology. This fallacy. A welcomed haunting silence ringing through
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the city. Sorrow floods the streets.
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It occurs to me. I haven't seen. Where you've been sleeping. Crushed so
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deep beneath reality. Just over six feet. What could I have done. Is
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all I'll think. To drive you both home. Not to gravestones. Take you
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somewhere safe.
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Sirens (I am) Blaring (Failing) Echo through the trees (rest in peace)
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Silence (Silent) Waiting (Funeral) (Procession)
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Two are missing heartbeats (Through the streets)
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Lift the coffin weight. I feel ashamed. There's something missing
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The black hearse waits below. Down by the road. To drive you both
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home To your graves your final resting place
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A Welcome Haunting
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| On The Last Day |
