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G’s gone, I’m thinkin' 'bout her

While missin' her, I realise somethin' new

We’ve had our last conversation

Sorrow’s now the nearest thing to you

Walkin' through town

All the bustle and the madness

She’d look around

All she saw was loss and sadness

She’d say that the past

Was this moment escapin'?

She couldn’t laugh

No more pleasure for the takin', yeah

She’d say

«It's a crime, and we’re all victims

Or is it just my worst fears comin' true?

It may be my imagination

Do they really all know what to do?»

Walkin' through town

All the bustle and the madness

She’d look around

All she saw was loss and sadness

She’d say that the past

Was this moment escapin'?

She couldn’t laugh

No more pleasure for the takin', yeah

Not every life’s worth saving

One of your pearls has finally came true

Your letter said it all got too hard

Now we’re left to go on without you

Walkin' through town

All the bustle and the madness

She’d look around

All she saw was loss and sadness

She’d say that the past

Was this moment escapin'?

She couldn’t laugh

With no pleasure for the takin', yeah

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