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Painful and special, like the needle in the hay.
Pure, holy, and unhappy.
Vow of eternal love and despair,
behold centuries bleeding loneliness.

Take my soul and tie it to your heart.
Shake my world and tear the walls apart.

Raise a white flag to calm the pain,
but death winds are knocking at your door
and a river of sadness floods your home.

A face carved in stone shed no tears
through the best or through the worst,
but even marble can be broken.

Stone by stone
I will build your memory
to be by my side eternally.

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from Last days of our youth, released May 29, 2015

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