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There's a grief that can't be spoken. There's a pain goes on and on.
Friday, 13-Sep-13 09:36:00 UTC from web-
@rotation Empty chairs at empty tables, now my friends are dead and gone.
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@ceruleanspark Here they talked of revolution. Here it was they lit the flame.
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@rotation Here they sang about tomorrow. But tomorrow never came.
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@ceruleanspark From the table, in the corner, they could see a world reborn...
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@rotation and they rose with voices ringing, and I can hear them now, the very words that they have sung became their last communion, on this lonely barricade, at dawn.
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@ceruleanspark Oh my friends, my friends forgive me. That I live and you are gone. There's a grief that can't be spoken. There's a pain goes on and on.
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@rotation Phantom faces at the window. Phantom shadows on the floor empty chairs at empty tables, where my friends will meet no more
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@ceruleanspark Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me, what your sacrifice was for. Empty chairs at empty tables, where my friends will sit no more.
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