A fable night left with brittle memories
We spoke in turns, inventing our views
through out the night and a glimmer of light
I told you I would see you again
Lessons learnt, promises forgotten
We were vacant, we were young
I was to leave overseas
I believed that was the reason
We spoke in turns, inventing our views
through out the night and a glimmer of light
I told you I would see you again
Lessons learnt, promises forgotten
We were vacant, we were young
I was to leave overseas
I believed that was the reason
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