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Funeral for a Friend - The Diary lyrics
It come from nothing, But there was always something, The way the sky burned brighter, And the nights grew darker, I'll hold everyone that i hold dearest, To my heart, And i wont forget them, I wont forget them, Fading, Always fading, And i never needed more, Waiting, Always waiting, Scraped across the wooden floor, The passing time reaches out, And covers me, with images, With everyone, That i know, Or ever had to see, And i wont forget them, And i wont forget them, Fading, Always fading, And i never needed more, Waiting, Always waiting, Scraped across the wooden floor, When a day is done, Another setting sun is dead, When the day is done, Another setting sun is dead, Waiting, Always waiting Scraped across the wooden floor, Scraped across the wooden floor, When will you be coming home, Scraped across the wooden floor, When will you be coming home, Scraped across the wooden floor, When will you be coming home, Scraped across the wooden floor. |
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