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I left her on a cold night
Whisperin thoughts around me
Although I felt I held the day
Without a sound I went away
Joining, the ghosts of Midsummer
There's no reason, what's done is done
My final breath escapes me
A breeze blows on my bloodless face
With cold resignation, I take my place
In with, the ghosts of Midsummer
If forever I lie never to rise
What would I miss to concern me
The sunrise on one more fruitless dawn
Nothing changed and another year gone
Waiting, for the ghosts of midsummer