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"it is possible to see in this debris,"i say these words your mother said to me,"paint it gold upon the bleeding red walls,in the hallway where the clock ringsand light switches ___ the sea,the lightning and the sound lead the ships out to the sea."and the horn that you will blow into the airi can recall the tone, how it'll never sound the same to mei love to hear them coming from your mouthbut you never want to blow them just for mei could ask you if you never lied to methen why did you insist on playing melodies for friendsif you could tell meit would delight mebut i know that you don't careso tell me why you ever had acted like you didit's been a weakness or an obstacle,the telling lies;i sense it may be more than mere disguise in truth for claritywon't you tell me, won't you tell me,Letras de cancioneswon't you tell me, louiseand i know that this would linger in obscurityand i can see you running 'round the town, so obviously--searching for that fun that you just can't buybut life is cruel sometimesits moments linger longer sometimes making people stronger sometimesmaking people long for a moment that would last much longerand i cry for youi know that you're afraid to diei'd love to see you happy, but i hate to see you try to break into meonly for that reason that i can't completely hidebut my peace of mind is more than you will findin your empty little games in lifeand i can see you running 'round the town, so obviously--searching for that fun you just can't buybut life is cruel sometimes From Letras Mania