the house is empty, started thinking 'bout
what if you went away
i'll face the sin i taste, i'll do my best to rearrange
my heart's true desires
throw out the welcome mat, catch you where your at
you'll never be the same
trust what was truly said, watched as my brothers bled
their hearts spilled on the floor
the books are empty, they don't take you anywhere
don't stop to realize
harsh winds of heat and ice cover the land
the shaking seas loom
turn to the front and look upward, it's in the stars
they've scattered about
talk of it, what you know, what you've seen
terminal love
terminal love
terminal love
terminal love
gcdc
8/16/10
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