"So you say there are spaces, open and wide.
Believe me there's days, longer than night.
And you will be happy, the moment you try;
but you don't try, no you don't try.
And you speak of a fever, that burns you inside,
As you explain to your mother, how you wanted to die.
So she kisses your fingers, says
'my darlin but whywhen there's so much more
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