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[title] => Anyway
[time] => 2004-08-25 14:10:21
[hometext] => This could fit so many different places. The fact that I hear music to it, made the choice easier.
[bodytext] => It’s been a long time since I’ve seen your face You disappeared again without a trace I came to see you but they wouldn’t let me in I’ve just been wondering how you’ve been Well the past came back to taunt me And as it hid there in the shadows It made a mockery Of your memory As my heart hung from the gallows I really didn’t want to tell you ‘Cause I didn’t think you’d listen Oh you might hear me But you’d ignore it No you wouldn’t pay attention to me Anyway ~ I remember all those sleepless nights Senses raised to tremendous heights The sudden tremble every time we’d touch Slowing our breathing so we wouldn’t rush And I know I should forget it Should just let go and not regret it Wonderin’ if you Still dream of me too But I’ll always be indebted ‘Cause you showed me how to open Hidden doors locked deep within me Then you moved on Left me unguarded I guess you never really needed me Anyway ~ (instrumental break) Yes the past comes back to taunt me And as it hides there in the shadows It makes a mockery Of your memory As my heart hangs from the gallows And you showed me how to open Hidden doors locked deep within me Then you turned away There’s nothing left to say I guess it doesn’t really matter Anyway ~ Still I remember [comments] => 6 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Nazmythian [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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