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I want to be alone |
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I need to touch each stone |
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Face the grave that I have grown |
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I want to be |
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Alone |
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Before all the days are gone |
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And darker walls are bent and torn |
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To pass the time of those who mourn |
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I want to be |
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Alone |
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Rivers that run anywhere |
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Are in my hand and just up the stair |
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Past the eyes of those who care |
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Who can never be |
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Alone |
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Changes that were not meant to be |
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Tow the hours of my memory |
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Sing a song of love to me |
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To say you must never |
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Never be alone |
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The tears of a silent rain |
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Seek shelter on my broken pain |
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And run away |
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But I remain |
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To speak the words |
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That sing |
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Of alone |
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I want to be alone |
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I need to touch each stone |
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Face the grave that I have grown |
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I want to be |
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Alone |
