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Crash, if we're quiet now
You can read it in my eyes
Have faith in the weathered hearts
Clinging to our bones
A nervous glance that we call home
Hush, the wreckage black and white
A life the lips of sleep have kissed
Can't erase the crimson nights of bliss
The perfect dream of us
A fragment held when all seems lost
Love, I can't hold you when you fall
Lie in this darkness with me
Til we're one bright soul in this emptiness
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Break This Cold
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I walk these haunted streets alone
A thousand doors gone raven black
Spirits smile and then they look away
For I wear the face of a man who has died
The past still breaths beneath this sky
Old laughter smothered in the rain
One last glance into that starlit night
And I walk away, walk away, walk away
Walk this winter mile under the snow
Knowing the sun won't ever break this cold
You can plant a seed below
But roses will not grow anymore
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