April 2007
And you never get away, and you never get to take the easy way,
And all this is a consequence, borne by our own hand.
If you believe in that sort of thing.
And did you ever really fin
Now that I’ve decided not to stay
I can feel me start to fade away
Everything is back where it belongs
I will be beside you before long
This goes on
And on
And on
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