There's the palest shape
Steady your weeping face
Put the pillow to your cheek
For i'm failing in your eyes
This funeral lies inside
My mourning head
What was, is now a wedge
Steady your weeping face
Put the pillow to your cheek
For i'm failing in your eyes
This funeral lies inside
My mourning head
What was, is now a wedge
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