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Song of the day;;

→ Plan Three - Still Broken

Is this the final scene in our tragic play?

Too many curtains remain to fall

There's no reason left to stay in this play

We move backwards against the wall

Conversation's over, communication's down

The monologue is taking over

I'm still broken

I took you in with arms wide open

My colour fades to grey

There's nothing left to say

Now it's all dead

Are these the final cries of our aching souls?

How come yours don't make a sound?

With broken wings we're falling faster as we go

But somehow we don't touch the ground

You had me torn to pieces

You got inside my head

That I'll be here until it's over

I'm still broken

I took you in with arms wide open

My colour fades to grey

There's nothing left to say

Now it's all dead

I'm still hoping

That we can find the words unspoken

My sense's about to break

How long are we to wait?

'Til it's all dead

I will find you, you will find me

How can we live

If it's all dead?

I will not cry

I will not break

I will not force

'Til it's all too late

I will find you, you will find me

How can we live

If it's all dead?

I'm still broken

I took you in with arms wide open

My colour fades to grey

There's nothing left to say

Now it's all dead

I'm still hoping

That we can find the words unspoken

My sense's about to break

How long are we to wait?

'Til it's all dead