So this is permanence, love's shattered pride What once was innocence, turned on its side Grey cloud hangs over me, marks every move Deep in the memory
So this is permanence, love's shattered pride. What once was innocence, turned on its side. A cloud hangs over me, marks every move, Deep in the memory
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: So this is permanence, love's shattered pride. What once was innocence, turned on its side. A cloud hangs over me, marks every move, Deep in the memory