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old songs the sounds are old friends memories come flooding back dreaming never ends even as the world distracts and mankind destroys deep inside we're still the same little girls and boys you can fake the growing up game until you even fool yourself you can buy into the props and blame and books up on the shelf you can follow blindly, lose your name give up growing and knowing why but somewhere deep inside your shame shows in the tears you cry listening to old songs the sounds are connections to truths you keep inside for silent resurrections and sell yourself on fairy tales call them your protections still and silent your mirror fails your imagined reflections you can give up understanding until you stop using your mind accept the things others tell you leave your anima behind give in to the loudest demanding as justice and love are blind but deep beneath what others sell you you wish life was much more kind listening to old songs the sounds reach for something deep freedom inside of you daring you to feel, to sing paging precious child inside where the music goes after all is said and done old songs always know finding you wherever you hide where only music can go after all is said and done old songs always know ...
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |