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From Far Away
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Songs Silence on the day after is sweet and sad.
The blueness of my room is helping me drown...
Not bringing me down, but
back. Its blowing me back to you.
I heard you made it in. Congratulations.
I'm glad we are not talking in all the right ways.
I feel like calling, but I don't think I will.
Yes, I love you still, but it is a dead love,
The kind that lies in a grave.
The kind that is silent as the wind blows, slows, leaves...
and is ok to have on days that are sunny.
I'm alright. Really, I'm a wheel,
and I will roll on and on until the road is gone.
My words are real again,
and though our story is done,
I am ready to begin.
In fact, I have begun
to see the light though the darkness of everyone.
I heard you won.
Congratulations.
For once I smile at you from far away,
and the wind is blowing, blowing, blowing…
My love is quiet and I am free
to feel it on days that are sunny.
