This is as quiet as it gets
We were once perfect me and you
Will never leave this room
Your loves not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
This is the calming before the storm
This absolution is always incomplete
Your loves not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
I wont make a sound so you don't wake
Don't wake don't wake you don't wake you don't wake
Your loves not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
Your loves not live it's dead
This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
H H H Hush this is where it ends
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