(Holmes/Mackintosh)
Opaque the dissident establishment
That we all suffer
Refill the porous shell with words that mean so many things
Words mean so many things
The feeling can¹t avoid you
Stoking the fires of absence
Loss and anguish long departed
Adjust to change re-arranging, burns in many ways
Pain burns in many ways
The feeling can¹t avoid you
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