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Half of a letter
Tells half a story
The way i see it
Its half the worry
Where i came from
I forgot too soon
East of the sun
And west of the moon
Money talks
And hey, im listening
Ive lived without it
Enough to miss it
Where im going
Ill get there soon
East of the sun
And west of the moon
Another day leaves me aching
I try to wake up
But somethings breaking
Here inside me
Deep and hollow
A sound that no other sound
Could follow
I know the pain
Before the wound
East of the sun
And west of the moon