Your hands on the strings,
And your fingers sing
Of another day,
Another time,
Another place,
A memory.
We danced like the blind
In a funeral home,
And we wore out those strings
With a sound that was all our own,
Lost in a song,
We didn’t even know.
But sooner than later
These shadows have all turned to shade,
A way to escape,
Remembering you:
We don’t change.
Walls fall apart
And I’ll open the door to your place,
Another face,
It’s just not the same.
That first night
We walked through the streets
(I walked alone before),
Snow falling,
Black sky,
And the peace
When everything is all right,
When everything is all right.
It goes on and on
And on and on and on
And on.
Don’t go,
Don’t go,
Don’t go.

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