Sweep off the streamers and lay down the covers
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The story's over
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Love conquers all happy endings
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The wicked is tamed, he's got the chance for an afterthought
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For changing and weeping, repenting and creeping
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Tales always finish too early to tell that he's had enough
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Going for lonely ways, waiting for better days
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Waiting for spring, for the doorbell to ring
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So far apartand still here
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Turning the page on these lonely last days of the year
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Spirits of air ghostly friends
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Please take my hand, I'm so far from my land
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Cure all my wounds, lick my tears, chilling my face,
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I'm so far from my place
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Never again smiling backwards to past lives, never again
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shedding tears
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Never again on the waves of the turning tide
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Never again on these last days of the year
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Going for lonely ways, waiting for better days
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Waiting the dike, you don't know what it is like
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So far apart and still there, now in the last days of the year
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Going for lonely ways, waiting for better days
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Waiting the dike, you don't know what it is like
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So far apart and still here, so far away but still near
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Walk alone, breed of Cain, thinking all night and days
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One far away, knowledge goes with the pain
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To make a light you must burn
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But times are about to turn
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Within my prison I'll stand
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Within the hope of my exile's end
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When every sin will be forgiven
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And dreams closer and clearer will gleam
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Out of this deadly deep frost
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Without the memory of what is lost
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Without the tears with eyes unswelled
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I will build stronger and straighter high
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walls...That's all
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The Last Days Of The Year
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| Eldritch |
