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Who has not repaid his debt.
I've been searching for a trail to follow, a-gain.
Take me back to the night we met.

And then I can tell my-self
What the hell I'm suppose to do
And then I can tell my-self
Not to ride a-long with you

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you

Take me back to the night we met

A crowd started forming. I looked for Coal in the faces of strangers. I found him. Alive, and so handsome. My dead lovers young face.. His long hair hung in front of his face, emotionless. I started crying. Hot tears marked my face as I looked at him and sung for him, but I smiled. Sadness mixed itself with the twinge of happiniess.

I don't know what I'm suppose to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
O, take me back to the night we met

When the night was full of terrors


My voice wobbled with the overwhelming sadness.

And eyes were filled with tears

When you had not touched me yet

Our eyes held each others. His Hazel yellow eyes held my dark green ones. No recognition ever flickering in them, but that flare of sadness in his eyes I remember seeing in the other past was there.

O, take me back to the night we met

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met."


By the end, my face was filled with tears, dripping down my face. I looked at Coal for one more second before I bowwed my head down to the ground.

"Thank you."

I got off the stage.

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