Sun is going down backs are to the ground mid November From your castle in the trees hear you call to me I remember Oh the things we miss With grass stains on our shins Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you You don't wanna go, you don't wanna go tell me do you Taking turns we find seeking while we hide chasing memories Still I know the somber song of the meadowlark written for me Oh the things we find When scars are left behind Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you You don't wanna go, you don't wanna go tell me do you Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you Oh the things we miss, oh the things we miss, oh the things You don't wanna go, you don't wanna go tell me do you Do you have to go, do you have to go tell me do you

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Their chloroform Subdued and deplored The wounds that you hoard Their chloroform Conjuring remorse Affiance you tore Beset those unaware Are you sad? There, there Cause an affray Saints that they portray While they wear away Their chloroform Submit to the swarm In singular form Beset those unaware Are you sad? There, there Beset those unaware Are you sad? There, there There, there There, there