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Sun that falls on your hands As you type; Just something in my head Standing in this empty space Your desk is gone; The wall is still from where it went This is position is not open now for applicants The application forms get shredded There was faulty wording in the document I can still hear you laughing Coming up the rickety stairs Laughing as the springtime filled your longs with air Grey smoke rung out like the patches of your hair Like violets Like birds inside the bells Break those prows in the back of my mind While the sun is out; No, it's still up and the light is shining It's season's push and pull and all to get us through Well my mind is open now; Like the door to an empty room This position is not open now for applicants The application forms get shredded There was faulty wording in the document I can still hear you laughing Coming up the rickety stairs Laughing as the springtime filled your longs with air Grey smoke rung out like the patches of your hair Like violets Like birds inside the bells If somehow I had known I'd have rather gone down with the ship Than be without you If only for the chance to hold your hand; To be your friend If never for the last time I would've rather gone down in this The war is over The war is over The war is over And I'm waiting in the sinking ships If only I had known |
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