The procession went smoothly, the lights low and dim.
I raised my clear glass and I toast times to heaven,
But you're not the same love that I used to know.
Well, I'll break this guitar and board up these windows.
Just make sure they know that I won't return.

With my bloody lips, and your broken arms,
We'll turn into one and we'll sing the same song.
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With my sinking feet and your heavy heart,
No don't you start. no don't you start this again.

This house screams of memories and half-written songs,
With the chance of completion depending on love.
This disconnected phone, well, it is seldom to speak.
Although, when it does it's so harsh and complete.

Songwriter(s): John Andrew Hull
Copyright: Good Things Bad People Music, Chrysalis Songs
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