Someone is whispering In That Room I know that voice From some place old
We were so beautiful That day before the storm Why so cold?
I’m digging To see what I will be When I reach the deepest end What’s waiting Is perhaps nothing at all Just a distant kind of chill
Someone keeps whispering In that room I know that voice To be my own
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