Death knell for a old flame
Still ringing in your man's heart
New light through an old pane fights the shadow boxer
Hands up when the bell rings
You can take off your gloves
Honey, you can't compete with the prodigal love
Tell me, baby, was I in your dreams last night
All black; the priest reading the last rites
Never wake me up
We can live forever
Holding on in love's planned obsolescence
Twin fates limn a fault line
Shook a boy from his shadow
Carved her in the echo of a voice down the mountain
Earth shakes and the cracks bloom
A voice swells in its own wake
Honey, you can't compete with no prodigal love
Tell me, baby, was I in your dreams last night
All black; the priest reading the last rites
Never wake me up
We can live forever
Holding on in love's planned obsolescence

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