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Oh well, the rain it stops here
Is it strange I no longer see the hand in front of my face?
Just short of for the past
And short of for forgiveness
You read my palm and suggested that I a new apartment
All of our sleepless nights crashing through the window

Now you
it means to fly
Now you
The witness' dull

My dear, just me where it hurts
And I'll draw to make it better,
I do anything.
Turns out the man with all the
Wrote from within the
And I guess we have figured as his poems contained no letters
He wrote, "All of my sleepless nights came crashing the window."

Now you
it means to fly
Now you

With the and old acquaintances and waiting for the pulse to quicken,
for the day when things turn out as you had imagined, the wait

And I had only begun to speak with my broken memory

Oh well, the rain it never here
Is it strange that I no see the palm in front of my face?