Softly Falls The Dust
Softly falls the dust again
And I know where I must go
It's happened all those times before
In a place I used to know
I made you say a promise
That I knew you'd never keep
But if promises are made to last
They'll last a lonely week
I made you swear to love me
But its true you never could
You said it was my sacred oath
That I never understood
So you fashioned me a burden
That I carry to this day
Ah but burdens are for bearing
And its bearing me away
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