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[riotal6]

With such dreaded anticipation
I waited for the sun
and it almost tore me up inside
I tried to hide you from the pain
but we knew...all along
You can't light a flame against the wind
We've stolen something
and you've become so used to my handwriting
Now you know why...
Like the chill that runs down my spine
there's something more than that
where ever it is we call home.