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  •  Almost Empty
  •  But She Knew
  •  Embrace
  •  And All That Could Have Been

    For all the flashing lights
    And places that we've seen
    I think of all the things that were
    And all that could have been
  • Fire Where My Blood Should Be

    I turn to face him, ready, poised
    That searing moment, feeling free
    But there's silence where there should be noise
     And fire where my blood should be
  •  No More Good Days

    I tried to steal the setting sun
    The ghost of a dying, burning flame
    And the promise of no more good days to come
    Each moment passing, each thought the same