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Every day of every year you live your life in hope and fear,. that each small sin and imperfection is buried deep beyond detection.. But one by one the ghosts return, and each selects its place to burn,.
On a ship to nowhere. On a dark and tranquil sea. I'm sinking with a cargo. Of the things that cannot be. On the far horizon. The final sunsets fall. And Tuesday becomes Wednesday.
This is where we start. This now, takes our hearts away. . Thus, we reach the end, the beginning and the end. You see, I could not try. And here are you and I.
I would lie awake and cry at night. That was then, this is now. I had an anger that was strong enough. And I would face the things, I run from now. And everything we did was wonderful.
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Talking loud and clear. Saying just what we feel. Lying in the grass. With the sun on our backs. It doesn't really matter. What we do or what we say. With every little movement.
I've got a telegraph. In my hand. Words on paper. Written in sand. . We've got telegraph (we've got telegraph). Right across this land (all across this land).
Sunday morning. Brings the dawn in. It's just a restless feeling. By my side. . Early dawning. Sunday morning. It's all the wasted years. So close behind.
I'm only human. I'm full of mistakes. I know you're looking out your window. Think you'll be happier in some other place. Well that's alright, alright.
The way you moved. I can't explain. The mood subsides. And grows again. I've lived alone. I've held a hand. I've tried to care. And understand. . What is faith.
You say you gotta go now. Well that's OK. Run away. Like some lost child. . You say I never cared much. That's no lie. Run Away. don't waste your time.
Eternally. This field remains. Stanlow. . No heart or head or mind. No season could erase. We set you down. To care for us. Stanlow. . A vision fading fast.
The speed of light slows down. As the feather hits the ground. And if nothing else gets proved. It's always faster than it sounds. . A star that shines so bright.
We always stick together. Like we're something made of glue. And justify the passion. Saying one is more than two. . But if you don't believe the words.
It's my direction. It's my proposal. It's so hard. It's leading me astray. . My obsession. It's my creation. You'll understand. It's not important now.
I remember that Monday morning. When I was subpoenaed to be in court. . Many things ran through my mind. I started thinking about the people. All day long, trying to think of something to say to the people.