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So now we speak with ruined tongues and the words we say aren't meant for anyone. It's just a mumbled sentence to a passing acquaintence. But there was once you said you hated my suffering and you understood and you'd take care of me. You would always be there, well where are you now?...
The plans were never finalized but left to hang like yarn and twine dangling before my eyes. As you tear and tear your hair from roots, from that same head that you have twice removed a lock of hair you said would prove that our love would never die. As I sing and sing of awful things, the pleasure that my sadness brings as my fingers press into the strings you get another clumsy chord.
--Bright Eyes