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You're so silent.
Cold and lonely as I sit across from reigning kings
These days are empty and I feel like this one was written about me
Because as I wandered, I felt like he was wandering too
Never knew the grass was growing
Never knew where I was going
There's my story though sad and tragic it is true
I've watched the sun set on the hills and lost the ones I knew
But that's just me, this is me
I'm lonely and aging
Now I know where I am going
But never knew the grass was growing
I'm still alive and still vivid
I'm waking up under the table
I don't mind that my lip is bleeding
Its ok, I just need silent love
Should have lost the love tonight,
Are we running out of time?
And if kissing the fool makes it right
I feel fine sweetheart
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