Mark the Graves

There's a fragile game you play with the ghosts of yesterday

If we can't let go whenever, say goodbye

No trace of what remains, no stones to mark the graves

Only memories we thought we could deny

There's so much more to lose than the pain I put you through

In my carelessness, I left you in the dark

And the blood may wash away but the skies will never fade

At least, I know somehow I made a mark

In the dark, the light, nothing left, nothing right

The dark, the light, nothing left, nothing right!

The dark, the light, nothing left, nothing right

The dark, the light, nothing left, nothing right

Nothing right

Nothing right

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