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Does it break your heart to know you’ll end up alone?
Did you invite your ghost to find that no one was home?

And its hard you’ll find to learn to settle yourself
And if you fail, you put it on someone else
Its no way to be found at the table in mourn
Your love…forlorn

I saw you standing in shame you left your teeth in his sleeve
The words that used to come out were only aching to leave

And its hard you’ll find to set it all back in place
Just like the broken bones of ritualistic grace
Its no way to stand round, so press your lips to the horn
Your love…forlorn

Into the empty of age the signs are leading you here
A song to echo a sin, a wretch returns to the clear

And it’s the palm of your hand and on the tip of your tongue
You know the reasons are hid and that the fall has begun
So wash the blood from your hands and wipe the sweat from your eyes
Cant take the note from the song cant pull the boy from the child
Now tell true, what to do when all your pages are torn
Your love…forlorn

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when you awake pull the dead from the hold
the answers you find and a truth to be told
try just to love pull the dark from your eyes
and sleep now my dear
my dear
my dear
my dear
my dear

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Michael Mazochi Los Angeles, California

Started folky, got rocky, then digitized.

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