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Even from the very start things were never right but no one could blame us for trying, in a dull computer’s glow you muddled through the night while the world we knew was busy dying – there is a part of me that holds on to hope even though I know I know I know, I should have given up on you a long time ago, a long, long time ago I know I know – across a spinning record where the frequency was wrong, into the grimy bucket of the business, while shallow men sang praises for emptiness in song, you provided for a common distance – now spring has hit the garden but a chill hangs in the air, I see myself and I am disgusted, but in my head and in my heart a burning is still there, to make up for all the time I’ve wasted