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Hark! Whence chant of thine |
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Starlit frames |
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Tunes witheld the same |
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That oceans strive |
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Through this time |
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Falling for our dying grace |
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Fading sunset paints a woodlands face |
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As weather bleak as ever |
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Shows its form to be mine |
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As darkness falls |
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Through the never |
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And wherever light may follow |
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It's still hollow |
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Grey Void lies still in the morning |
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Grey is face of each day |
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Evening stares to you frozen |
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Night will kill you one more time |
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Every moment you are closer to the end |
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Curtains stay shut forever |
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Some have said it is like pain |
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Colours fade and their meaning |
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Is like life itself |
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No reason to think or do anything |
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You are closer to the end every moment |
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See your blood flowing free from your heart |
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Forming beautiful pond |
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And you smile for last time |
