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All the things that I needed

Wasted my chances

I have found myself wanting

When a mother and father gave me their problems

I accepted them all

Nothing ever expected

I was rejected

But I came back for more


And my ashes drift beneath the silver sky

Where a boy rides on a bike and never smiles

And my ashes fall on all the things we said

On a box of photographs under the bed

I will stay in my own world

Under the covers

I will feel save inside

A kiss that will burn me

Cure me of dreaming

I was always returning

And my ashes find a way beyond the fog

And return to save the child that I forgot

And my ashes fade among the things unseen

And the dream plays in reverse on piano-keys

And my ashes drown upon a ( )

Never ending clouds of rain and distant sails

And distant sails