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May 2010
When I’m alone you grasp my hand
And set the tone
Darkened music, reflective thoughts,
You turn me away from anything else around me
The moods right for this melancholy tango
And you whirl me around for a while
Your sadistic steps lead my masochistic thoughts
Onward through this familiar downward spiral
I know it’s every twist and turn
It’s every pitfall, dip, back step
All the questions it elicits
I wonder what’ll happen when it’s over
What will follow?
What did I miss?
What more will be evoked?
Is this one more reminder?
And I don’t even need to bother wondering anymore
I know when you’ll be back
As soon as one day’s sun sets and I close my eyes
Again that song starts
Reminds me, prompts me
Then again I surrender
To the arms of loneliness
Written by
Charlie Sea
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