Ugly Luck

The choir aches,
 The trumpets sting our hearts
 Expected fate of everything
 we need to know the source
 The flesh is aged
 We shudder with every budge
 If I remain, then lead me in
 We live through written words
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 Words
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 I am vague to you
 A fly on the wall
 Your stardust in the whisk
 The lonesome dawn
 I am a trick to you
 A deserted thought
 Adrift in the mist
 It's an ugly luck
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 Violent shakes
 If I'm caught then I'm done
 The sirens rang, the masses fled
 There's nothing left for us
 The choir aches
 We need to know the source
 If I remain, then lead me in
 We live through extinct words
 Our words
 
 Our words
 Our words
 I am vague to you
 A fly on the wall
 Your stardust in the whisk
 The lonesome dawn
 I am a trick to you
 A desolate howl
 Absence of the wish
 I'm too far gone
 I'm too far gone
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 I am vague to you
 A fly on the wall
 Your stardust in the whisk
 The lonesome dawn
 I am a trick to you
 An exhausted want
 I don't know where you've been
 Or where you are
 Or where you are