we cant stay here
.because ive grown old
and your true love
.has come a-calling
So you turn away
.from our false love
which to me
.was ever as good
as any real emotion
.wreaked from my heart
as a gift to a kindred soul
the solace of false love
.is real
the touch of false flesh
.is concrete
but we cant stay
.at your place
because the wind blows cold
and we cant stay here
.because ive grown old
and your true love
.has come a-calling
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