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Words that keep on falling

From a mountain to my heart

Taking them from granted

A distant whisper growing in the dark

She told me that one day

She would have to go away

But when I saw her leaving

I didn't think she meant today

Sisters and their wishes

Brothers drinking in the Sunday light

Broken chains, paper planes

And everything that's ever taken flight

She told me that one day

She would have to go away

But when I saw her leaving

I didn't think she meant today

An old man standing at an open door

Shipwrecked on a sea of hope

A million miles to the nearest shore

And a million more to go

The night it comes crawling

And the waves dig in the beach

Her voice, it seems so close now

But her words are out of reach

She told me that one day

She would have to go away

But when I saw her leaving

I didn't think she meant today

No I didn't think she meant today