The dawn, the unwanted dawn is heralded,
By birds chirping as though singing dirges
For these are beginnings of empty days
Of days thinking about the memories, love
Of abandoned plans, plans to love forever
It feels like you’ve just boarded a bus. A train
A ship and sailed away, far away from me
The yearning of my beating heart couldn’t stop you
The cry of my love sounded like a some nasty noise
Who needs noise when it all involves is sorries?
I have said a thousand sorries, many times not even,
At the back of my mind, knew why was doing so,
And these sorries depleted my sorries account
Now sorry – sorry sorry – is a sorry word
There’s nothing more I can do except let you go
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