All through a life
And through the lives that came before
The ties that bind to blind
Of those that came before
I`m looking back
And in looking back I hope to get beyond
And start to mend all those days
That they left undone
But in my veins a trace remains
And to want in the face of need
Well it just seems so obscene
But that`s all thats left
And that`s all they`ve left to leave
And then they point to themselves and say,
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