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They turn the lights down low,
In shadows hiding from the world,
Only coming out when it gets cold
The seas part when they hit the floor,
The voices carry on and out the door,
Everything you touch turns into gold
Like the angel you are left creating,
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me, (your answers always maybe)
Thats when I got up and left
A beating heart and a microphone,
A ticking clock in an empty home,
Still tells of these times so long ago,
And even though Ive come so far,
I know Ive got so far to go and any day know ill explode
Like the angel you are left creating,
A Lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me, (your answers always maybe)
Thats when I got up and left
And each and every day will lead in to tomorrow,
An tomorrow brings one less day without you,
But dont wait up-just leave the light on,
Cause all the roads that I might take will all one day lead back to you
And Like the angel you are left creating,
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me, (never cease to amaze me)
Thats when I got up and left