![]() Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear Some days I don't know if I am wrong or right We used to play outside when we were young Soon it will be over and buried with our past Well tell her that I miss our little talks There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore It's the house telling you to close your eyes ![]() The stairs creak as you sleep, it's keeping me awake ![]() So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear I don't like walking around this old and empty house
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