Song by Bush<br /><br>
Caressing the marble and stone, <br>
Love that was special for one, <br>
The waste in the fever I heat, <br>
How I wish you were here with me now. <br>
Body that curls in and dies, <br>
And shares that awful daylight, <br>
Warm like a dog round your feet, <br>
How I wish you were here with me now. <br>
Hangman looks round as he waits, <br>
Cord stretches tight then it breaks, <br>
Someday we will die in your dreams, <br>
How I wish we were here with you now.<br>
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