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HistoryI saw the remains of the last typhoon.They keep building their homeshoping the next one won't blow the roof.
And and I'm holding the remainsof my last loveAnd and I'm hoping that next timeI'll be stable enough.
Up against the walls there are fading old picturesand behind them the paint has a dim color.
We are holding on to memorieseven when they're almost gonebecause you never want to let goand fear the history will be lost.And fear the history will be lost.
I am a photo album or at least just my mind.Thousands of images constantly flash before my eyes.It's a killing feeling if I don't catch the good ones that go by.I don't know exactly where I stand, I'm always walking on new land.
We are holding on to memorieseven when they're almost gonebecause you never want to let goand fear the history will be lost.And fear the history will be lost.
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