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de Old Gray
Well, I've changed
Except my heart still beats too fast
And my lungs still collapse
And my legs still shake
I once thought love was real
When we sat atop that hill and looked at cars below
We used to grow
You kissed me on the forehead
And told me that you'd never let go
You told me that you'd love me until the end
Which begs the question: Are we now dead?
Are we now dead?
The person I thought I knew must be
The person I once trusted until my bones rusted over
In the snow
We used to grow
Like the tallest tree in my backyard, I used to know
Well, happiness and joy and bliss
How it all disappeared so quick
Well, happiness and joy and bliss
How it all disappeared so quick
So here's to life and here's to love
I've said it before, that I fade with the setting sun
So here's to life and here's to love
I've said it before, that I fade away with the setting sun
My ears are still ringing from the sound of your broken heart
Beating faster than thought, caught in your stare, so encompassing
All resolve is lost as words fall from your lips
My trembling fingertips held out in question
So shake hands with regret, set to slip away
Your eyes crossing, rivers flowing under pale feet
As the moments count down to flames
Meet and greet death, he wears a cloak of your hopes and dreams
Quenched like the raging fire they were once
You're the breath he never found, you are the closed eyes peacefully resting while those around you, torn to pieces
You're the smoke I'd pull to escape from thought of you
No touch, no shadow, cast into mind
Your hand fervidly held at your side as memories of you flow through mine, an empty space
More lonesome for what it has lost
You're the sunset smile thundering out of a careless moment
You're the tightly closed fingers holding in a breath
If you would stay here with me, one more minute
I would steal the world
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