Frame after Frame

Frame after frame

I fix this dying house,

Frame after frame.

Please sign your name

It will all become the same,

Anyway.



Name after name,

Broken wood won't build

Broken homes

And now that you're alone

And I'm alone, the phone's

Ringing.



Our names are all the same

Beneath this ancient sand

We'll play the same game

After mindless game

With fading fame

Keeping its secret.

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