Loose End from Nine Steps by Wightfall

Atom bomb, shorn men mark
Immolate my mind and my sickly heart
It’s all so clear, it’s all so clear, it’s all so clear—you could burn my sins away
Free me
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I’ll board the train
As the sky turns grey
‘Cause I can’t bear to face the wolves
We hate to see a good thing die
How deeply my fear in memory’s sown
You could never know
As I fall into an autumn scene
My bones exposed, my battered machine
My loose-end worries leave my soul
Everything’s outside my control
So we’ll drift and sway
As our forms die
So we’ll drift and sway, as our forms die
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But when the sun comes up again
And burns us for our sin
I’ll run and board the train
Lest the world cover me again
Loose end, loose ends
They’ll stab me in the back again, and again, oh
So we’ll drift and sway
As our forms die

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