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Our lives slowly
Like wool from sweaters
We'll knit something new somewhere else, so us.
We are the
You'll stay and we'll
know where you are, always
We'll be vague in our of days
We can never be
But be of one thing
the thrills are all done
be gone.

The Remainers can try to us, and tame us
And train us and us and keep us at home
As we try to fit in with the life
The mind-numbing
The and strife
All the misunderstandings, attacks
The walls we don't dare
And the hurt in your eyes, I you know that I pray
For the phone-call takes me away

We won't be use to you dead.