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The End Dwells in Us All

de Bragolin

We danced to different drums I guess
Back then our days were written down
In the east we walked along the highway and I smiled
You told me stories about the other side of town

Across the hall there was a man
Whose words did not suffice
A smell of gas and plastic gloves
And half forgotten lies

We had so much to lose back when
The walls turned red and blue
It's true you see some things you lose
Might just be gone for good

We set fire to the preacher
Who was promising us hell
I remember empty buildings
And all the stories that you'd tell

We held on to our banners
And laughed until we cried
Across the hall with the open door
Of the man who left at night

We dance to different drums I guess
You said that day in May
And you wished that you were overseas
A hundred thousand miles away

Years we wait
Wait in vain for a letter or a call
But it never comes
It never comes
There's no one there at all

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