The melody sweet and haunting
It gently wells into a tear
When it falls
There is a splatter of sadness
It drips out losses
Passion flows from an unhinged heart
There is a sense of longing
It gently wells into a tear
When it falls
There is a splatter of sadness
It drips out losses
Passion flows from an unhinged heart
There is a sense of longing
For that which is no more
I remember a deluge of tears
Such horrible pain
Something bad like that
I remember a deluge of tears
Such horrible pain
Something bad like that
Never leaves the heart
I can hear the violins
Tracing a well of tragedy
I can remember
A sea unimaginable anxiety
The blow didn't gust to absence
I can still hear the piano
Of deep gentle despair
The melody traces my scare
I wear the scar etched into existence
I trace the burn with my fingers
Dead skin flooded blood rush
I'm still here
I can hear the violins
Tracing a well of tragedy
I can remember
A sea unimaginable anxiety
The blow didn't gust to absence
I can still hear the piano
Of deep gentle despair
The melody traces my scare
I wear the scar etched into existence
I trace the burn with my fingers
Dead skin flooded blood rush
I'm still here
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