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[ti:Shadowfall] |
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[ar:Jim Lauderdale] |
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Seems a long, long time ago this morning |
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Each ticking of the clock a hammer blow |
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Descending from the sky without a warning |
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A lifetime in a day or nearly so |
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Songbirds were so strangely still this morning |
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Like during an eclipse as dark as light |
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All pretense of hope forever scorning |
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Exploding into shards of endless night |
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Playing dice with the devil for possession |
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Rolling bones for possession of my soul |
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Down inside the depths of sheer depression |
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My only hope depends on one more roll |
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Each time I turn around I see my shadow |
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Falling tall and black across the ground |
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I see you arching from a broken window |
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Your lips are moving, I can't hear a sound |
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Do you speak in love or execration |
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Or in some other way, I can't decide |
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I know I won't receive an explanation |
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Satisfactory to my wounded pride |
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Should I chance to live until tomorrow |
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Don't expect to know more than today |
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Why it is the outline of my shadow |
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Brushes your horizon as it fades away |
