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Whenever you’re leaving me
Please welcome emptiness in
Slowly raving in the rhythm of breathin’
The only ways you can’t win

Tidal wave over vicious ocean
All that is left as an icon
For all my disturbed cognition
Will be gone with the dawn

Brown leaves along season changing
Dance of time as it fades
Old acquaintance become to strange
And again memories die of old age

And it’s so sad

New life? Ways to before
Spring the soil to saw the four winds
No longer seeking tomorrow