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NEARLY FELL DOWN A BASEMENT FLOOR AS I WEAVED MY WAY THROUGH THE WELL DRESSED CROWDS IN SEARCH OF YOU. I TOOK HOPE FROM THE SAXOPHONE THOUGH HER MOUTH GREW COLD SHE STILL BLEW OUT A SYMPHONY. . . THE SCENE IS FAMILIAR. I LOOK AGAIN. WHEN I CAME HERE WITH YOU BEFORE IT WAS DIFFERENT. I SAW BEAUTY IN THIS WASTED LAND I SMELT ROSES IN THE UNDERGROUND I SAW A FUTURE WHEN YOU WERE AROUND. BUT NOW IT'S OVER. THROUGH THE DARKNESS I CALLED YOUR NAME AS THE FRIENDLY FACES MODE THEIR WAY T0 SEE THE GAME. SOMEONE STOPPED ME AND ASKED THE WAY I SHRUGGED AND SMILED BUT SHE GLARED AT ME IMPATIENTLY. THE AMERCAN WAITRESS STILL KNOWS YOUR NAME WHEN I CAME HERE WITH YOU BEFORE IT WAS DIFFERENT. I SAW BEAUTY IN THIS WASTED LAND I SMELT ROSES IN THE UNDERGROUND I SAW A FUTURE WHEN YOU WERE AROUND BUT NOW IT'S OVER. YOU'LL ALWAYS HAUNT ME.
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