a snapshot of time
is just a memory of mine
I will file it in a vial
of denial
and cast away
so what's next
is just a memory of mine
I will file it in a vial
of denial
and cast away
so what's next
I missed your love
rot on a vine
of a time that's left behind
I could will you to stay
but I guess you've made up your mind
so what's next
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Nightingale Floors
Descended Like Vultures