Watching backwards as life like pictures
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Stinging thoughts, born with phantoms
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We danced above a world forgotten
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Moments cherished...even now
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A train-wrecked heart loves fairy tales
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Singing from a gaping wound
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However time has left unsettled
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My memories play out of tune
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You can't unmake a cold mistake
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You can't undo the hearts you break
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You can't erase the poet's fate
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Not even if you try
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And she had Audry Hepburn's smile
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With deeper sadder eyes
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The only thing she said
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No one hears Cassandra cry
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Because the earth is standing still
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And the truth becomes a lie
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A choice profound is bittersweet
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No one hears Cassandra cry
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A heartfelt sorrow I believe
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Offered this for passion's crime
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A crippled satellite trapped in orbit
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My memories play out of time
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You can't unmake a cold mistake
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You can't undo the hearts you break
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You can't erase the poet's fate
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Not even if you ry...
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The listless price of my descension
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Where emptiness has pulled me down
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Cascading from my divagation
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Below the frozen winter skies
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Pythonic sadness unreleased
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As serpents rigid in cold
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Waiting for the warmth of Sunday
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Before the cruelty of growing old
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Are you listening?
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Are you listening?
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Are you listening now?
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Like Orpheus with hope intangled
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Your path was mapped about your feet
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Leading backwards into forgiveness
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Or forward to a foold retreat
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Cassandra
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