There's no way to take me back
From the life that I guide behind
The secret door I keep
Revisiting within my mind
Where death walks throughout my fate
Beneath that mournful sky
I watch how the clouds open
And I've never thought to ask why
My loneliness has never seemed
To fail and wash away
So if I engrave you here
Will you swear that you'll always stay
I wail out my soul to you
With each night that gives and takes
And embrace the undying hours
Of the life that you awake
From the life that I guide behind
The secret door I keep
Revisiting within my mind
Where death walks throughout my fate
Beneath that mournful sky
I watch how the clouds open
And I've never thought to ask why
My loneliness has never seemed
To fail and wash away
So if I engrave you here
Will you swear that you'll always stay
I wail out my soul to you
With each night that gives and takes
And embrace the undying hours
Of the life that you awake
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