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You put your hand on top of mine
you’re talking fast but talking blind
and I can’t bring myself to meet your eyes
‘cos death is slowly covering you
in galaxies of black and blue
and under your skin all his colours bloom

And you’re only half here
like someone left
a frail body and took the rest

But I remember when you were strong
Never wanted help from no-one
What you’ve become is not who I remember
Is this
the cooling of the embers?

She’s back again through summers past
the smell of rain
and freshly cut grass
Seems those ordinary days are the ones that last
Cos he was
there, the one you loved
the one you never did let go of
and there’s something you
know as you’re looking up

But you’re only half here
Like someone left a frail body
and stole the rest

But I remember when you were strong
Never wanted help from
no-one
What you’ve become is not who I remember

Is this the cooling of the
embers?
Is this the cooling of the embers?
Cos you are not who I remember

It’s like you are a child, you are a child , you are a child once more
and all of our yesterday’s have gone
You put your hand on top of mine
You’re talking fast but talking blind
and I can’t bring myself to meet your eyes…

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