Allow me to sleep at your doorbed
And to walk on your floors
Allow me to visit the places
That we've roamed before
And allow me to dress in the cloth we have worn
Yes, allow me to dress in the cloth we have worn
With raggedy cloth worn so sweetly
Nobody noticed the fraud
You lay down this rubble so neatly
Nobody noticed the fall
Still the blood runs so freely from mumbling stone
There is water beneath me and water above
There, on the rubble and wreck
There is a spark
Burning up
There in the [?] light of day
I left a light no-one found

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