Every night and every light is
blown.
Through an aging eye you saw what I had shown.
Though I wrote you a novel song to sing alone.
They are all that remains of the rainy,
grainy film
I have known so long.
Meet me at the only
place we've been.
The beginning of the
opening
of the end.
On
the day it all began we said hello.
The most drawn out farewell the world has known.
Though I wrote you a novel song to sing alone.
They are only a way to unmake the work I've done.
I've done so long.
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