I poured out my heart to you
You said just three small words:
'Just walk away, just walk away...'
Repeating them over and over like
Hail Marys in your final days
Words with no meaning just
Falling out like water from
A stream of consciousness
With no destination in
Sight-seeing in a plastic city
The sky is falling, falling, falling
A perfect shade of blue
Like Hail Marys in my final days
I whisper in my desperation:
'I love you, I love you, I love you'.
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