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Walking past the graveyard weâre holding in our breathes
Itâs a long way to the corner, trying not to wake the guests
Inside the rows of mausoleums, the gate with iron wings
They are there though we canât see them
As the breath inside is burning
Till the games we play as children
Come to harden into bone
Running from this city made of stone
Iâm walking past the graveyard, may the breath inside me stay
As I stumble in the ballroom or Iâm face down in the hallway
Where the games we played as children
Keep us safe when weâre alone
Hiding from this city made of stone
Iâm walking past the graveyard, another yeas has passed
And the breath that Iâve been holding is rising up and lasts
Until it burns through all my sadness, âcause breathe just wants to spill
But if Iâm breathing then Iâm talking, then Iâm kneeling on the hill and say
How I miss you
How I miss you
How I miss you
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