There were days at Luke and Catherine's
When the sun would never set
And this acne scarred embarrassment
Could have some meaning yet
When we crept into the night time
And you lit your cigarette
I looked into those bad eyes
And I had some meaning
Yeah you, you seemed so young then
I dare not recall
I lay dissected on the slab
They are pulling out my insides
Right before my eyes
And the gory scene I've painted
Has no meaning now
And I am a fool for staring
At things that are long gone
Like the distance makes them better
Then for further things I long
And I look into that mirror
And I can't remember how
I once believed I'd become
Something that would glow
From just trying to make them proud
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