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For What Little Bit is Left
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Old Unrefined Material The music plays,
and then it comes,
the bands of unity disrupted,
And all is quiet now.
The colors fade,
The interlace gone,
Falling apart,
Into isolation.
Hands of lovers,
Apart forever,
'Til death do we part,
And it's all gone.
Settle on the bottom,
Purity is again,
The water finds itself,
Alone again.
The bonds that once held,
Are fallen away,
What once was,
Is no longer.
So we find that time,
Is the only thing,
That defeats everything--
Even all of our love.
