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Takes a dried up ball-point, lemon juice and water, keeps a diary invisibly In the kitchen corner of a basement bachelor suite there's a certain search for certainty, you know we'll never see Her hands touch her childhood home in photos that she took. It's one more omission from a high school history book; How whole lives get knifed and pushed aside. To whom it may concern... (To whom it may concern...) There's a bus that's leaving half an hour from now. (This is too hard) It won't take her where she really wants to go. (Yours, sincerely yours) So she sits there with her luggage at her side. (Yours, sincerely yours) In the empty stations of our empty lives Take a broken bottle. Take a rafter beam or Take a needle and a tarnished spoon. Or just words to kill off one more unheard statement Letras de cancionesof another dying afternoon. She says she's leaving soon. So, so long to ten hour shifts and faking sympathies. Farewell to piles of bills, unpaid utilities. All rolled up and unfurled like a flag. Wake up and pack your bag. To whom it may concern... (To whom it may concern...) There's a bus that's leaving half an hour from now. (This is too hard) It won't take her where she really wants to go. (Yours, sincerely yours) So she sits there with her luggage at her side. (Yours, sincerely yours) Leaving empty stations, leaving empty lives. To whom it may concern... This is too hard Yours, sincerely yours Yours, sincerely yours From Letras Mania