Days used to be much warmer
People used to be so near
A haze of doubt surrounds me
Nothing seems quite clear
Too many times I have told you
things you didn't want to hear
Too many times you've shown
how you handled things you fear
But we must work together
And sort these things out
for the days are growing colder
And a light that one burned
has gone out
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