Here I stand before you, not much more than skin and bones. All I see around me, endless fields of dust and stone. Just for a moment it seems that somehow things will look up, but that feeling’s gone now. I want to feel just a little bit more. I want to feel like I felt before. I want to know there’s not just one chance. Now I’m afraid there’s blood on my hands. How I love a secret, if the secret’s never told. How I love the flowers, if the flowers don’t unfold. Look to the far side and seize the essence. Everything’s dark, then you know my presence. I want to feel just a little bit more. I want to feel like I felt before. I want to know there’s not just one chance. Now I’m afraid there’s blood on my hands. There I stood before you, not much more than skin and bones. I heard summer fading, into autumn’s dismal tones. Just for a moment the tide was turning, then came the frost with its cold, blue burning. I want to feel just a little bit more. I want to feel like I felt before. I want to know there’s not just one chance. Now I’m afraid there’s blood on my hands.


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