Home For Grave (Part. II)

The Devil Wears Prada

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    =By the time she heard the news, the funeral had taken place
    But still the sadness transcended across a dozen states

    She wished the trees weren’t so still

    Oh Anna, my dear! She could nearly hear him
    His words, sincere, the last time they’d spoken

    Those moments in Indiana felt like yesterday
    And that crash in Atlanta would always resonate

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    She wished the trees weren’t so still
    As if the pines could weep with her
    She wished the trees weren’t so still
    As if the pines could weep

    Oh Anna, my dear! She could nearly hear him
    His words, sincere, the last time they’d spoken

    In the forests of Oregon her breath grew shallow
    The air was fractured in the morning storm
    And Anna’s world felt hollow

    She wished the trees weren’t so still
    As if the pines could weep with her
    She wished the trees weren’t so still
    As if the pines could weep

    Move along now, you’re next
    This line won’t wait for us
    Like Ian, soon Anna, we will all fail the test
    Move along now, you’re next
    Move along now, you're next
    This line won’t wait for us, this line won't wait for us

    Oh Anna, my dear! she could nearly hear him
    His words, sincere, keep us all heartbroken

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    Composición: Mike Hranica

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