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She met him hollow

All caustic in the lamplight of her sixteen years

Crass and making roaches from her house of cards

And her paper tears

She called it silence

He called it all that ever left his lips when in her gaze

A soft reminder of those things she liked to call

The good old days

Her head is in her hands (her head is in her hands)

Her head is in, her hands and as it is she says:

I wanna see the earth, tremble in the fallen rain

I’ll cradle all his words, and store them all inside my veins

Oh darling have you heard, there’s nothing else like your own pain

To remind you, that nothing’s ever gonna be the same

She made him nervous

A little casket for his feelings that had died and gone

She hoped to bury them and find some others

Further on

She stayed all night

Inside herself and found that she had lost her way

The road subsided as she wandered out to where he lay

Her head is in her hands (her head is in her hands)

Her head is in, her hands and as it is she says:

I wanna see the earth, tremble in the fallen rain

I’ll cradle all his words, and store them all inside my veins

Oh darling have you heard, there’s nothing else like your own pain

To remind you

I wanna see the earth, tremble in the fallen rain

I’ll cradle all his words, and store them all inside my veins

Oh darling have you heard, there’s nothing else like your own pain

To remind you, that nothing’s ever gonna be the same

I wanna see the earth, tremble in the fallen rain

I’ll cradle all his words, and store them all inside my veins

Oh darling have you heard, there’s nothing else like your own pain

To remind you, that nothing’s ever gonna be the same

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