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Words will tell of her grace
With a change in tense
She feels so present, it's strange
And the past makes no sense

There's a stone in my mouth and it cuts my tongue
And I can't spit it out so I'm overcome
By the absence of doubt; how it burns my lungs
There's a stone in my mouth and it cuts my tongue

Words will tell of his wit
With a change of pace
If he's gone, I cannot sit
With the bitterest taste

There's a stone in my mouth and it cuts my tongue
And I can't spit it out so I'm overcome
By the absence of doubt; how it burns my lungs
There's a stone in my mouth and it cuts my tongue

I am overcome
I am overcome

There's a stone in my mouth
There's a stone in my mouth

There's a stone in my mouth and it cuts my tongue
And I can't spit it out so I'm overcome
By the absence of doubt; how it burns my lungs
There's a stone in my mouth and it cuts my tongue

I am overcome
I am overcome

There's a stone in my mouth and it cuts my tongue
And I can't spit it out so I'm overcome
By the absence of doubt; how it burns my lungs
There's a stone in my mouth and it cuts my tongue

Words will tell of their love
And it's never-changing

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