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Time to turn outside in
Fall breaks down to begin again
Shivering hands can not hold
Longing can not keep us from the cold
We teach ourselves to live without
The things we once thought we'd never give up
Taking turns, deconstruct recreate, redesign, recorrupt
And you take half my heart
Forever yours to tear apart
Angel, has gone for good, for good