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4 AM blank TV screen

Inside voice, the need to scream

The boards they creek

The wood it moans

If these walls could share the things they know

Oh, I had to let you go

Leave you alone, this broken home

You gave us so much

You believed in us

And we broke your trust

We made for the coast

In the wrong hands

You were bruised, disposed

Oh, please try and understand

It was Young Love, learning its place

Running away

Goodnight Moon, goodnight Earth

This picture screams a thousand words

This portrait shows an unhappy man

Who did all he could, all he can

You gave us so much

You believed in us

And we broke your trust

We made for the coast

In the wrong hands

You were bruised, disposed

Oh, please try and understand

It was Young Love, learning its place

Running away

Running away

Running away

Running away