And it's over and over and over again,
The games of fill the empty space outline
Gaps which so need colouring.
And age eats in to the growling hunger of time
Da capo
And it's over and over again
I can hear the minor cadence say
It is finished but not resolved: repeat
Da capo
And it's over
And the silence scares me more than the noise
Fine
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