..the things that keep me alive, keep me alone.

I don't know if you notice anything different.
It's getting dark and it's getting cold and the nights are getting long..
And I don't know if you even notice at all,
that I'm long gone

And the things that keep us apart, keep me alive.
And the things that keep me alive, keep me alone.
This is the thing

I don't know if you notice anything missing,
like the leaves on the trees or my clothes all over the floor.
And I don't know if you even notice at all.
'Cause I was real quiet when I closed the door..



And I don't know if you notice anything different.
I don't know if you even notice at all..

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