Don't talk it up,
Don't play it down,
Describe the moment when the lights went out.
Pronounce the feeling,
Define the sound,
But just be sure: it's over now.
I've got to leave this time; it's the scene of a crime,
Never been one to read the signs.
Because the face of truth is too sheer to climb ?
And it's too late to believe in.
I can't just walk away,
Every step leads back to you,
But what else can I say
When there's nothing left but??
Now waking-up,
Is breaking down,
The very fabric of life worn-out,
Vilified,
Cast in doubt,
The vibrant colours she disavowed.
I can't walk away?
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