As the faceless clock mocks me
I fear my leader has gone
And I can't reckon the last time I sailed
Fearless -
Can you see the magic ?
The moment I stepped in to your black picket fences
I burned them to ashes
We called it love
No one understands this rhyme
Of a locket split and frozen in time
Conversations running back and forth in our minds
He heard the music play you see
Silent in the winter air
Now left writing fairy tales
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