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Madness Empty Stairs (Taken from The Lost)
Close the door
Was the last thing you said
And when you’re gone
Don’t think of me
You can imagine I’m there
You took my hand
We walked in the promised land
A taste that's sweet, as sweet can be
But then sweet, turned to sour
A taste that you cant stand
Now there is nothing, and nothing
Can put back your hand
Up the empty stairs
She knows she won't find a welcome
Though she's hoping for
The smallest bit of me
So, without me
She walks alone
Along the Brighton streets so cold
Up and I wake
It seems I've left it too late
My body is broken from the waves
Up the empty stairs
She knows she won't find a welcome
Though she's hoping for
The smallest little morsel
Up the empty stairs
Her room is cold and lonely
Now her mind is set
Awake the nights pass slowly
A woman of circumstance
A woman with circumstance
Here she comes
She walks alone
Around the Brighton....
Up and I wake
It's seems I've left it too late
My body is broken from the waves
Up the empty stairs
She know she won't find a welcome
Though she's hoping for
The smallest bit of ......
Up the empty stairs
Her room is cold and lonely
Now her mind is set
Awake the nights pass slowly
Here she comes.......
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