Epic45 - Like a Crowbar, Humour Separated Us

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I’ve been lonely for 100 years
My clothes are stained by a million tears
As times rolled on, I’ve done what I can
And laid to rest all the things I’d planned
I built a house so we call it home
Hand and hand across the world we rode
As the sky turned grey, turned down my light
Beauty denied as day gave way to night