Still

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Still talking, still walking
Up the stairs past the broken glass, through the injured door
Wonder if I'll ever get to live it again
Surely someone would see it, surely someone would remember

Up the stairs past the broken glass, through the injured door
Snapping photos and drawing a blank
Surely someone would see it, surely someone would remember
As I speak of it, the night runs through my mind

Snapping photos and drawing a blank
A few times we've returned
As I speak of it, the night runs through my mind
It surprises me it's still standing

A few times we've returned
Wonder if I'll ever get to live it again
It surprises me it's still standing
Still talking, Still walking





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