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A seven summer itch, no end in sight My recluse heart you took outright. A delusionist in love is something to behold, Confident in doubt, knowing not but unknown, Deep in conversation alone. My heart of summer / My hands of stone The days grow long, no change in light, My mind grows weary in constant fight. By the wayside Don't go by the wayside That thought... Got it easy with no right to feel so down But if you lived here you'd know what I'm on about Fighting with myself in the dead of winter Even if I win I'm never a winner O' Lord! Sometimes it feels I'll never get out. But if I believed it I would never write it down. A delusion dies when it makes a sound But yours sang for hours and survived Yours sang for hours and thrived Screw it! I'm getting out of here alive Letras de cancionesWatch me now! It's not often you see the death of a memory give birth to so much life I watched you gracefully take a hold of me and I'll take it all in stride And keep you careful in mind out... By the wayside Don't go by the wayside That thought... You are everything that I love. From Letras Mania