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Another Year

Charlie Simpson

A calm hand on a fabric that’s already sewn
I’m still not ready to face these demons alone
The ivy crawls across my throne
Seems like everyone around here is slowly changing
And this is falling to my knees

Is this water still clean?

So we grow to be the best
And through all my fears I can attest
You told me that nothing was
Impossible but there’s nothing left






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