The Night

I will hold close your memory
So it won't dance away
I will breath in your promise
And use it to live
I will cry with my heart
As you slip from my hands
Like a balloon from a child
Come back, come back, I call
But you are already gone
You are already gone
And I am feeling cold this bare night.





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