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Who will save me in the dark? When there is no light to find, How could they see my broken heart? Or ease my lonely mind. I am no light, oh not me Though maybe once before, I am adrift on a stormy sea Beyond the darkest shore Though chilly is my gentle dark, It will not burn or scold. And softly to my tender heart It's cold smooth hand takes hold Here, I get by quite well Adrift with aimless ease, My sweet voice joins the muted bell, I dance with whispers in the breeze I'll be the quiet between clock ticks, The tremor in your lies, The clear around lit candle wicks The memory in your eyes
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 3:38 AM UTC
Softly to fade
Who will save me in the dark? When there is no light to find, How could they see my broken heart? Or ease my lonely mind. I am no light, oh not me Though maybe once before, I am adrift on a stormy sea Beyond the darkest shore Though chilly is my gentle dark, It will not burn or scold. And softly to my tender heart It's cold smooth hand takes hold Here, I get by quite well Adrift with aimless ease, My sweet voice joins the muted bell, I dance with whispers in the breeze I'll be the quiet between clock ticks, The tremor in your lies, The clear around lit candle wicks The memory in your eyes
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 3:38 AM UTC
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