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    With a loud noise
    Everything breaks,
    Everything falls
    Rips open, leaves a hole

    Follow the black moon in
    Follow the flashing gates
    Alone at last....

    Bury it inside, bury it
    Bury it inside, bury it...
    Come home...

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    His wife died, saw her face
    Revealed, refused,
    Coming home
    Kept it outside,
    Laughed it goodbye

    He wants tears, he cries
    Turning it out blind
    Leaving home

    Goodbye
    He says there
    I cannot say goodbye
    Finished

    Hope this dog dont spin me around again
    Your face in paragraphs,
    Caught in a game of hope
    A year, found another year
    A year, found another year
    when we sit at a table
    There's fire between the guests
    When your hands dont touch
    There's sand in your place

    And fire under your nail
    Nobody knew, so nobody cared
    Nobody knows...

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    Composition: Kristin Hersh

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