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Without you I cannot confide in anything |
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The hope is pale designed in light of dreams you bring |
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Summer's gone, the day is done soon comes the night |
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Biding time, leaving the line and out of sight |
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One moonlit shadow on the wall |
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Disrupted in its own creation |
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Veiled in the darkness of this fall |
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Is this the end - manifestation |
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It runs in me, your poison seething in my veins |
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This skin is old and stained by late September rains |
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A final word from me would be the first for you |
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The rest is long but I'll go on inside and through |
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One moonlit shadow on the wall |
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Disrupted in its own creation |
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Veiled in the darkness of this fall |
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Is this the end - manifestation |
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Patterns in the Ivy |
