(M. Etheridge) There were stairs they were steep I was falling falling deep You were there you were small There was screaming down the hall I've been here sleeping all these years There comes a time we all know There's a place that we must go Into the soul into the heart Into the dark There was fire there was death There was lying on your breath I turned away I would pretend But the burning never ends I've been here sleeping all these years There was a wave over the house There was fear choked in my mouth You were there you left your mark
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