There's nobody left
Empty voices fill empty halls
But your voice
Your voice I still remember
The way you used to say
That it would be ok
But was it?
I trace my finger on the frame
of the picture of you
Cracks
They fill the space
Where your smile used to be
I walk along the hall
Of our empty dreams
Empty voices fill empty halls
But your voice
Your voice I still remember
The way you used to say
That it would be ok
But was it?
I trace my finger on the frame
of the picture of you
Cracks
They fill the space
Where your smile used to be
I walk along the hall
Of our empty dreams



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