Well it's always that same, fine cut
that silent implosion
as you let
go
away
Well it's always the same, finest cut
a silent implosion
as you let
go
away
My chapter ended,
My door is shut behind me
Why does the right
leaves the music in my world asunder
voiceless and unheard ?
Why hasn't it failed
to have my moment's breath plundered
off my frail, failing heart ?
It is for ever,
ever for the best
But the best is never,
never for me
Like ice to water, water to vapor, we change; but we remain the same
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