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Echoes in the Room - cyberlume
Let's trace the happy days in gold
The flowers we planted, now they're grown
That doll you gave me, a lopsided grin
Still guards the bed you're not in
Fate played the cruelest joke it seems
I burned our heaven chasing dreams
Oh, the luckless times
Lost like rings down a drain
Your sweet kisses
Now just stains on my brain
This bed it's two ways
Without you here inside
Your jewel-stained pillowcase
I clutch that bouquet's dust
It hurts so much
Every kiss, each late-night laugh
Now just ghosts in photographs
Last request, last hope I own
Come back to me, come back home
Oh, the uneased times
Your smile I'll never meet
My arms still loose
For your heartbeat's missing beat
I'll scream it loud
I love you to the plume
Oh, the hardest times
Your smile I'll never meet
My arms still loose
For your heartbeat's missing beat
I'll scream it loud
I love you to the plume