How do I know how you are?
How do I know what real isn't?
It was never my right to ask you
It was never your nature to tell
How do I tell my heart to be?
What should I say to calm it?
Should it wander away without me
Or remove my home off again
It isn't enough to forget yourself
The lines have been written
The show will go on
Magnificent
Or poorly
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