The following was said, after the lights were turned down. After the night had set in, I closed the door and felt the draft. Of your spirit escaping me from within. I walked outside of your old house. Still trying to figure out all of your issues. You left your tears on a thousand tissues. They've piled up on the floor. Next to the crack in the door, where from underneath there was a light breeze setting in.
Don't fall down tonight. Everything isn't all right, but it's not the same as it used to be. You've heard them say these words before. They're just flash cards for you to ignore. Billboards and advertisements on the television set. There's never been a chance like this. It's too much, so much that you can't miss. All lies and camera tricks, smoke and mirrors and mannequins without heads. So close your eyes and go to bed. Dream softly and rest your head.
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