The beauty of the pain of this connection comes again To remind me I am losing my telepathy Thought for thought and wordless knowing, Instantaneous and growing The deep empathic state that we once shared The bitter truth Im forced to swallow As Hamlets phantom to you I must appear The world is turning wrong way, I feel this gravity Pulling you away from me The world is turning wrong way, Now through dead eyes I see Its turning you away from me They will use a blind belief to vindicate obscenity To justify each misery that you now must endure Question everything that you see, Promise they give you so freely Will all hide a much darker truth within Now the importance of each moment Is revealed and its my torment Time will slow down but will never stop for us The world is turning wrong way, I feel this gravity Pulling you away from me The world is turning wrong way, Now through dead eyes I see Its turning you away from me I was eighteen days away I was eighteen days away From a moment that was already lost I just did not know I was eighteen days away I was eighteen days away If I could go back and change one thing Then I would be there now You were in my hands You were in my arms Arms that were not strong enough to hold on I didnt understand The consequences of The smallest choices I always believed I would have second chance The world is turning wrong way, I feel this gravity Pulling you away from me The world is turning wrong way, Now through dead eyes I see Its turning you away from me
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