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  • I walked the hill touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet
    I stroke your hear and blew away the dust your pale and fading stare where are you now?
    I don't really care you broke a lover's vow
    I found the tree our scratches in the rind
    I tried to read mossy names unsigned tiny letters hastily written down finally blue turns grey - margins fray but memories stay images do remain sentences stay the same plans get disarranged symbols changed
    I hope you've lost all the shots
    I hope you've torn them apart
    I hope you've burned all the words
    I wrote down - in believe wish
    I could wipe out the trace wish
    I could stop giving chase guess
    I could wipe out the trace guess
    I could stop giving chase turning around myself for too long
    I've lost what's going on banning all what's left in a chamber
    I feel fine keeping my head above water
    I survive still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart still too proud - to call your things great memories who are you now?
    I don't really care where are you now?
    I don't really care
    I walked the hill touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet guess
    I could wipe out your trace guess
    I could stop giving chase turning around myself for too long
    I've lsot what's going on still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart
    I'm looking forward to that day still too proud - to call your things great memories
    I deny don't want to glorify kissed your lips - they had the taste of drying wax badly surprised
    I turned away shut the door - having just left the rack seemed
    I had left the play smelt your scent - it put a neelde in my heart
    I wasn't ready for the fray
  • I walked the hill touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet
    I stroke your hear and blew away the dust your pale and fading stare where are you now?
    I don't really care you broke a lover's vow
    I found the tree our scratches in the rind
    I tried to read mossy names unsigned tiny letters hastily written down finally blue turns grey - margins fray but memories stay images do remain sentences stay the same plans get disarranged symbols changed
    I hope you've lost all the shots
    I hope you've torn them apart
    I hope you've burned all the words
    I wrote down - in believe wish
    I could wipe out the trace wish
    I could stop giving chase guess
    I could wipe out the trace guess
    I could stop giving chase turning around myself for too long
    I've lost what's going on banning all what's left in a chamber
    I feel fine keeping my head above water
    I survive still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart still too proud - to call your things great memories who are you now?
    I don't really care where are you now?
    I don't really care
    I walked the hill touched by wind autumn leaves dancing round my feet guess
    I could wipe out your trace guess
    I could stop giving chase turning around myself for too long
    I've lsot what's going on still too weak - to take your things, torn them apart
    I'm looking forward to that day still too proud - to call your things great memories
    I deny don't want to glorify kissed your lips - they had the taste of drying wax badly surprised
    I turned away shut the door - having just left the rack seemed
    I had left the play smelt your scent - it put a neelde in my heart
    I wasn't ready for the fray