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The Final Speech


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The Endless Memories


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The Timeless Song


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Wednesday, June 06, 2007

DO YOU KNOWDo you know?Do you know?Do you know what it feels like loving someone that’s in a rush to throw you away?Do you know, do you know, do you know, do ya?Do you know what it feels like to be the last one to know the lock on the door has changed?If birds flying south is a sign of changesAt least you can predict this every yearLove, you never know the minute it ends suddenlyI can’t get it to speakMaybe if I knew all the things it took to save usI could fix the pain that bleeds inside of meLook in your eyes to see something about meI’m standing on the edge and I don’t know what else to give.Do you know what it feels like loving someone that’s in a rush to throw you away?Do you know, do you know, do you know, do ya?Do you know what it feels like to be the last one to know the lock on the door has changed?