1.It's So Late
This breath is cold
This thought is old and carries no weight
It's so late
Cameras see you, photos fade away
The dreams I had were for another day
Pillows shaped like where you used to be
I finally see that you are far from me
And eyes can hide
The tears that dried as if to restate
It's so late
Sweet tragedy
That seems to be inside of our fate
It's so late
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