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What if all the talks
The things he said
All of it stayed bottled in his heart?
And I thought, "Bottling his heartache? I'll fix that."
If he wants me, we can make a start

And my sad little heart fell closer
And a few words. He needed time
He was a man, etcetera
Must be Hell of a different kind

And oh, the unholy wind is blind
Blows us winter through the street
And time that keeps no trace of us
Still feels like a song so sweet
Like a song so sweet

The heart is a holy painter
It fills in what our thoughts create
A likeness of the devil
Or an angel who's come to stay

And the distance that now you are older
In the hush of the dark you know
Surely you have been touched this time
There is no way to let him go

And oh, the unholy wind is blind
Blows us winter through the street
And time keeps no trace of us
Still feels like a song so sweet
Like a song so sweet

And the moon is a haunted woman
With a look of a vacant dream
And she says, "Don't, don't you lose him, don't you lose him
He's the soul of your everything."

And oh, the unholy wind is blind
Holy whispers through the street
And time that keeps no trace of us
Still feels like a song so sweet
Like a song so sweet

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