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Elegy - Carina Round

Something ripped me open

From my little death woken

The fading rhythm of a lifeline

Is music for a dead child

I'm skirting the rim

Skirting the rim of reality

Skirting the rim

Love don't pull me in

Somehow everything is broken

Hours past and never replayed

I sing the sickness of a love that

Though it lives can never be made

There are cracks where

The white light burns through

Seems I see everything but the truth

Once more to that sacred place

The dream that sucks me under

I'm skirting the rim

Skirting the rim of reality

Skirting the rim

Love don't pull me in

Somehow everything is broken

Hours past and never replayed

I sing the sickness of a love that

Though it lives can never be made

Somehow everything is clearer now

Hours pass with never a relief

I sing the sadness of a moment

Though it lived was never seen seen seen