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Slow Reflections/Strange DelayThe man he moved so far into the westHe very nearly went and drowned himself All the failure and of the the ruins Face to face with all your deceptions Slow reflections and strange delays So much to write but not much to say Slow reflections and strange delays Hopes in vain were never raised You knew us better than we knew ourselves And the truth it seems to hurt so much In your body and in your very soul You never ever really found a home Slow reflections and strange delays So much to write but not much to say Slow reflections and strange delays Hopes in vain were never raised |