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39 lines
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And so you left us
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Jaded and gaunt, some September
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Wilted with the seasons
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But hidden inside the delusion
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I saw your eyes, somewhere
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Devoid of death
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The aura poises amidst (the storm)
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In solid tears I linger
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A parlour glade, moonlit sorrow
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Lonely resting pools
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Relics of the moon-dogged lake
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Whisper: "All your words are misgiven"
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Am I like them?
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Those who mourn and turn away
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Those who would give anything
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To see you again
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If only for another second
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Your face was, like the photograph
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Painted white
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We did not speak very often about it
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What does it matter now?
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Cloak of autumn shroud
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I gaze, dim ricochet of stars
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I reckon it is time for me to leave
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You sleep in the light
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Yet the night and the silent water
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Still so dark
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Name The Night And The Silent Water
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Artist Opeth
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Album Morningrise
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