The warmth of a body in an empty bed
When only the scent is left
Only dissent is left
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And all this time we were dreaming
And all this time we were numb
While I was digging a hole I could sleep in,
I was digging a hole just for fun
Won’t you let me go…
I’m tired and it’s so cold
My love is your future