I never knew how hard life would
Hit us we once were driving to
Are home now we are drifting in
Fog and snow that night i touched your hand
And it was icy and cold i knew not that you were
Already gone my mind perplexed are fantasie
And stabilized my scar We were always at home now just knowing you were already gone the fading memory is turning to dust are lust my hurt is are eternal rust.
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