Gone I made an excuse, you found another way to ..

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Gone I made an excuse, you found another way to tell the truth. And my heart is caught, in my wordless answers, turned mouth, shuffling feet. And I know the smell of your skin, like a sailor knows the sea. And I recognise your voice, like I used to recognise me. And your name burns hot when I spell it, and feels heavy when I say it out loud. Because nothing's wrong, but nothing's right, In your eyes I saw a dying #life, and an empty touch to say goodbye.