Figurines in dusty frames
Day becomes ghostly white
And not the same
There's no emotion here
Just cold, unclear
Now you're everywhere
Nowhere but the ages I'm awake
Calls to make and things to sell
Ashes in and mourn thee well
There's no emotion here
Just cold, unclear
Now you're everywhere
Nowhere but the ages I'm awake
There's no emotion here
Now you're everywhere
Nowhere but the ages
There's no emotion here
Just cold, unclear
Now you're everywhere
Nowhere but the ages I'm awake
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