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November
So I'm waiting for this test to end,
so that lighter days can soon begin;
I'll be alone, but maybe more carefree,
Like a kite that floats so effortlessly;
I was afraid to be alone,
but now I'm scared that's how I like to be;
All these faces none the same,
how can there be so many personalities?
So many lifeless, empty hands,
so many hearts in great demand;
and now my sorrow seems so far away,
until I'm taken by these bolts of pain;
But I turn them off, and tuck them away,
until those rainy days that make them stay;
And then I'll cry so hard to these sad songs,
and the words still ring, once here, now gone;
And they echo through my head everyday,
and I don't think they'll ever go away;
Just like thinking of your childhood home,
but we can't go back, we're on our own;
Ohh. . .
But I'm about to give this one more shot,
And find it in myself, I'll find it in myself;
So we're speeding towards that time of year,
to the day that marks that you're not here;
And I think I'll want to be alone,
so please understand if I don't answer the phone;
I'll just sit and stare at my deep blue walls,
until I can see nothing at all;
Only particles, some fast, some slow,
all my eyes can see is all I know;
Ohh. . .
But I'm about to give this one more shot,
And find it in myself, I'll find it in myself;
( Do, do, do, do-do-do ) (x3)
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( Do, do, do, do-do-do ) (x3)
And find it in myself, I'll find it in myself;
But I'm about to give this one more shot,
Ohh. . .
all my eyes can see is all I know;
Only particles, some fast, some slow,
until I can see nothing at all;
I'll just sit and stare at my deep blue walls,
so please understand if I don't answer the phone;
And I think I'll want to be alone,
to the day that marks that you're not here;
So we're speeding towards that time of year,
And find it in myself, I'll find it in myself;
But I'm about to give this one more shot,
Ohh. . .
but we can't go back, we're on our own;
Just like thinking of your childhood home,
and I don't think they'll ever go away;
And they echo through my head everyday,
and the words still ring, once here, now gone;
And then I'll cry so hard to these sad songs,
until those rainy days that make them stay;
But I turn them off, and tuck them away,
until I'm taken by these bolts of pain;
and now my sorrow seems so far away,
so many hearts in great demand;
So many lifeless, empty hands,
how can there be so many personalities?
All these faces none the same,
but now I'm scared that's how I like to be;
I was afraid to be alone,
Like a kite that floats so effortlessly;
I'll be alone, but maybe more carefree,
so that lighter days can soon begin;
So I'm waiting for this test to end,
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