Who's that talking in the library?
Who's that talking in my library?
Is that you? No, I won't put you out
'Cause what would this place be without my muse
Every book in here I wrote
Some I'm not too proud of, some I wish I could burn
So many pages I wrote, wish I could revise them
But there's no erasing and the best advice I got
Was keep writing, yeah and keep living, yeah
And keep loving, oh, loving, loving, loving
And when the ink dries and the pages turn to dust
So will we turn to dust, so will we, dust, du
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