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    One goodbye for everyone
    Old pair of shoes the last place they were left
    Out by the door where they always were kept
    Brown laces
    We stand in line to hear the news
    We've not been together since Christmas last year
    Room full of children all sad in the ear
    Small faces
    And church music playing, playing
    Our parents sleep and sleep
    They don't remember the ones they have left
    We find the magazines under your bed
    Strange pictures
    I play out in the street
    And trip on the sidewalk all covered in blood
    Tears not allowed, and I pick myself up
    No stitches
    Absentee, kyrie eleison
    Your memory like disease holds on
    The fallow has grown out again
    And all, all the fields are yellow
    Your CDs, car keys, diaries
    My family kept these secretly
    Your memory like disease holds on
    Absentee, kyrie eleison, eleison
    Kyrie eleison

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    Composition: Emmy The Great

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