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These rooms play tricks upon you
Remember when they were always filled with laughter?
But now they're quite deserted
They seem to just echo voices raised in anger
Maybe you will see my face
Reflected there on the pane
In the window of our poor
Forlorn and broken home
Still this house is empty now
There's nothing i can do
To make you want to stay
So tell me how
Am i supposed to live without you?
These walls were lined with pictures
Remember the glass we charged in celebration?
But now i fill my life up