| she flickers just a pleading thought,
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| an echo back through time,
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| regret, perhaps, reverberates behind.
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| and in her silent ghostly voice
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| remains a somber calm.
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| each syllable recalls her fate
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| and seems to say it all:
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| you can wander far away from me,
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| but tomorrow’s dressed in our memories
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| and happiness is what you make, it’s no mistake,
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| why don’t you stay?
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| half of one is still so incomplete,
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| wanting to be you and me,
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| three short words you can’t repeat, «i love you,»
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| why don’t you stay?
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| as chaos p-ssing in a blur,
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| an innocence already gone,
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| the gears of tragic sadness turn
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| and blindly carry on.
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| reflections p-ss in spheres of sound
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| and now the echo fades away,
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| perfection slips unrecognized,
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| still i hear her say:
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| you can wander far away from me,
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| but tomorrow’s dressed in our memories
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| and happiness is what you make, it’s no mistake,
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| why don’t you stay?
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| half of one is still so incomplete,
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| wanting to be you and me,
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| three short words you can’t repeat, «i love you,»
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| why don’t you stay?
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| tell me, do you hear her voice?
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| it echoes and echoes and echoes.
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| narcissus made the choice…
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| you can wander far away from me,
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| but tomorrow’s dressed in our memories
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| and happiness is what you make, it’s no mistake,
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| why don’t you stay?
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| half of one is still so incomplete,
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| wanting to be you and me,
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| three short words you can’t repeat, «i love you,»
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| why don’t you stay?
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| you can wander far away from me,
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| but tomorrow’s dressed in our memories
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| and happiness is what you make, it’s no mistake,
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| why don’t you stay?
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| half of one is still so incomplete,
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| with words unnoticed, just repeat, «i love you,»
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| why don’t you stay? |