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when everything we felt failedand some music soft in distant sailsbut it don't sound like it did beforethen i know i'm left with nothing morethan my own soulwhen pretty pictues face backbut your coats aren't hanging on the rackand blue water turns toa place that i can't get toa place that i can'tin a room all i feelis the cold that you leftthrough the air all i seeis your face full of blamewhat's left to seewhat's there to seein the room all i feelis the cold that you leftthrough the air all i seeis your face full of blamewhat's left to seewhat's there to seewhat's left to see
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