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I can’t keep pretending that I’m not losing track of life.
These images have fallen off the wall. One step out in
the rain, one single word to ease the pain. Please
grant me absolution, please set me free from this
disease (that) seems to be our grave.

So patently, but so inevitably. I can hardly grasp that
you never spoke a word, that I can’t read the sings.
This is frustration, bitter humiliation that
old hearts break in isolation.

We save the ashes of those whose lonely graves
we dug ages ago. A casket that we’ve filled with hope
to get rid of these faults, to let finally go.

Golden rings once sealed this oath to love and cherish
for better or for worse. It was the worst.

Suddenly I watched these shadows overwhelm me
as you simply walked through the door while you
were whispering. You whispered a couple of words
”I just don’t feel the same” was all I heard, but that’s
what I deserved. We failed by a lack of words.

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from Old Hearts Break In Isolation, track released May 27, 2011

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