Hold onto it... tight... so tight
This empty vessel, unfeeling jar
That is the straw, my broken back
Pilot of the four winds
No destination... at a loss
Heartless and void
My weakness, in my strength
No absolution
Don't batter your eyelids
Don't smile
Please
Keep the treasures for me
Don't raise your eyes
Please, you're mine...
Please
Please
Please?
I won't cry
I have been here before
My boots are wanting... wanting
Out the door
Left foot, right foot
A single line
Bag over my shoulder
Another time
I saw you
I heard you...
...whisper his name
When we made love
It wasn't me
You were thinking of
Please
Tell me it's not true
Please
Love me like I love you...
Please
Please
Please?
The final hour
My head is swimming
The thirty second floor
Will I have time
To count the lies
Before I end this fall
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