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Further down below the ValleyKiller stands behind the rocksWonders if other peopleever feel the need to get lostBut miracles come late in Decemberif miracles ever come at allHe's falling like the last beat of heavenBut to believe the sadness callsis to believe the truthis empty after allLouder than the accusationFurther than he'd ever goneHe's dreaming of the day they find himDreaming like a child on the grassBut miracles come late in Decemberif miracles ever come at allHe's falling like the last beat of heavenBut to believe the sadness callsis to believe the truthis empty after all From Letras Mania