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What once was the desert is now a mountain range
What once was our love is now just a dusty plain
What once was our skiff is drinking the azure in
What once was our youth is now just reptile skin

What doesn’t come up in the fall
I’m bleeding the walls

What once was the heavens is now just a pittering rain
What once was your belt is a lock on a busted chain
What once was the sun is now just a fiery sphere
What once your car is now just rusty steel

What doesn’t come up in the fall
I’m bleeding the walls
What doesn’t come up in the fall
I’m bleeding the walls

And we’ve been sitting around so long that we might disappear
We’ve been sitting around so long that we might gone from here

What once was our love is now but a shadowy wraith
What once was a star is now but a broken face
What once the taproot is all but drying out
What once was conviction is now just shrouded in doubt
What once was perfection has become a terrible bore
What once I could see with my eyes I ain’t seeing no more
What gold once I held in my hand it fell through the floor
What once felt so new feels like it has happened before
What once was our skiff is drinking the azure in
What once was our youth is now just reptile skin
What once was our chance is hopping the midnight train
What once was your hair is now just a dirty mane
The ones who were guilty now they’re final making their case
What once was our home is now just a view from space

And we’ve been sitting around so long that we might disappear
We’ve been sitting around so long that we might gone from here

What doesn’t come up in the fall
I’m bleeding the walls
I’m bleeding the walls
I’m bleeding the walls
The walls
The walls
The walls
The walls
The walls

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