Nothing has changed
Her voice, still returning
Sending chills, bumping across bruises
The way she stands, emblazoned across my memory
The way she kissed, still a fantasy
Her voice, still returning
Nothing has changed
I fade across shadow lakes
Recalling the way she kissed, still a fantasy
The parade outside is never forgiving
While penance in my world isn't necessary
Nothing has changed
Remember that returning isn't easy
Being apart was like a lesson
Now i see the way she stands, emblazoned across my memory
Redux
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