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DesolateYears — At Night We Were Drowning 4
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And from the yellow windows of the last trainA spectre from the next life breathes his fog on the pane
I look with you into the speeding black rain
Afraid to touch someone, afraid to ask her for her name
And in the morning when I find I have lost you
I throw a window open wide and step through (Deadwing- Porcupine Tree)
