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Times they often are trying. These street lights stream by and I could hardly care.
Its not fair. The doctors they take theirs turns for her.
And these hours they seem to drag on like years, confirming all our fears.
And so, she is alive. But her mind?
To let go. Shes living the same day over.
Her mind is gone and theres no hope. How should we cope.
To let go. Shell never regain control.
She looks the same but nobody is home.
The syndromes taken its hold. But well keep calm.
Its my fault, Driving too fast, A sharp coner.
Lost control started to roll. A hospital bed.
Shes still alive but I feel dead.
To let go. Shes living the same day over.
Her mind is gone and theres no hope. How should we cope.
To let go. Shell never regain control.
She looks the same but nobody is home.
The syndromes taken its hold.
Well keep calm and well carry on.
Keep calm and well carry on.
Keep calm and well carry on.
To let go. Let go. Let go. Let go.