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{soft acoustic guitar plucking,
gentle slide reflections} How
Running these circles, these circles of lies
Love is a trigger and hate is my life
I try and I try
but can't get it right
How will I live my life?
Oh, where do the pieces fall
When the winter wind starts to call?
How do we change the line
When we are running out of time?
(running out of time)
Walking these pathways of gravel and stone
Trying to build up a house of my own
Underneath skies of a beautiful gray
Watching the shadows just turning to clay
Oh, where do the pieces fall
When the winter wind starts to call?
How do we change the line
When we are running out of time?
{swelling
strings crescendo}
How can I start living my life?
(how can I live...) {fading acoustic guitar notes}