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Coronado's Dead

Acres Of Lions

I hope this finds you well
And not in any pain.
I hope I grow on you like you grew on me
And your lips still find my name
In all those painful conversations
Of lost love and regret,
Of mistakes you made
And those dreams you followed,
But didn't have the guts.

Well, I don't know if you noticed
But this place has been deserted
And it has been for quite some time now.
Will it ever be worth it,
To abandon all that you trusted?
Live through your postcards and empty words.
(And empty words...)

I'm going up.
I'm checking out and if you don't come,
I won't come down.

Well, I don't know if you notcied
But this place has been deserted
And it has been for quite some time now.
Will it ever be worth it,
To abandon all that you trusted?
Live through your postcards and empty words.

Say something, oh anything,
Just let me know that you are breathing...
Say something, oh anything,
Just let me know that you are breathing...

Because I'm going up and I won't come down.
I'm going up and I won't come down.
I'm going up and I won't come down.
If you won't come,
I won't come...

I'm going up and I won't come down.
I'm going up and I won't come down.
I'm going up and I won't come down.
If you won't come,
I won't come down.

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