Whatever she was, she is back to her old They say you’re gorgeous, you’re doing great Seeing you it’s like seeing the world Through the eyes of the troubled past
Just looking at it feels like you never left You outpaced me in the constant glory Your face is real reflection of the world All the time, everywhere Same old story
You never know What your day may hold
Now returning to the question of grave I’m not as bad as some of them, you can’t fool me Since not a single soul knows your name I will call you in a praise of folly
My dear folly I won’t take your time And I can’t bring myself to ask you for forgiveness
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