Time Marches On

Part of me
Has Died
And won’t return
And part of me
Wants to hide
The part that’s burned

Once, once
Knew how to talk to you
Once, once
But not anymore

Part of me
Has vied
To watch it burn
And the heart of me
Has tried
But look what it’s become

Once, once
I knew how to look for you
Once, once
But that was before
Once, once
I would have laid down and died for you
Once, once
But not anymore.

Hear the sirens call you home.

– Author Unknown

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