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Many months feel like years
Many days feel like the movies
Not a word has been exchanged
Just more dirt under my nail
And I havent seen the night sky
The steel glow in my eye
Just a stained idea
To early night skies
I didnt hold your hand till I die
Your now dirt under my nail
How the smoke reflects off your eyes
The smoke stained them grey
And I havent seen the night sky
The steel glow in my eye
Just a stained idea
To early night skies
And I will always pack up and leave
For there are too many frames in this room
With your mind blocking your eyes
Theres no room to breath
And I havent seen the night sky
The steel glow in my eye
Just a stained idea
To early night skies
Not a word has been exchanged
Simply dirt under my nail