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I talked with you a day ago Poetry and blood dripped from your mouth Confused about which way to go Your dreams now change today Some say the writing's on the wall... Some say the feeling's here to stay... Some say when will it begin? Some say... Peered through a window left behind Torn curtains freely set afire Skeletons of iron rest in concrete Impressions of shadows cast their clouds Some say the writing's on the wall... Some say the feeling's here to stay... Some say when will it begin? Some say... From Letras Mania