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In my way, I've had my day
I've touched it all and watched it as it fell away
Pressed my face to glass before I broke
I'm on my own

And as I lay in a twlight spell
I could sense something was coming as the comets fell
Out there something's moving in the lights
I'm on my own

A metal gray that glides away
The silver beads of heat that weld the night to day
That weightless, sinking feeling without time
I'm on my own

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On My Own
Dead Moon



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