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Sleep don't wake it's late -- you work too hard
And all that I wanted to tell you lies shrouded
Misspent in ventures far too grand like best laid plans
That fail - to the weight of intentions
As youth and its glorious engine stalls by the fuel of its dreams.
Like the bird that fell from the wire fell as she sang like a beautiful liar
I was the house troubled by fire you were the priceless thing
In the attic of desire.