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The light shines in
As the window creeks open
The wind hits my face
Darling, where have you been?

The lonely days I've spent
Longing after you
Leave an aching in my soul
And searching for the truth

What other soul has grabbed your attention?
Has my memory withered away?
Was this always your intention?
To abandon me someday?

My being is only half without you
You're nowhere to be found
So I'll sit here, half a heart,
Until you come around
She sits in her chair,
The wood touches her neck,
She looks at the ground,
Terrified of regret

Looking at the crowd
Eyes of curiosity
Can she make a sound?
Ignore the blasphemy?

Slowly but surely,
With hesitant hands,
She throws up her arm,
And she starts up the band

She raises her bow,
And when it touches the strings,
The world is amazed
By the beauty she brings

— The End —