A Song for a Lover of Long Ago

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Rain, sound the alarm The sting my broken arm The faintest violinist buried in my gut There are chances and choices sometimes you just have to cut

I have buried you Every place I've been You keep ending up In my shaking hands

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I have buried you In my shaking hands You keep ending up Every place I've been

You keep ending up Every place I've been In my shaking hands Every place I am