Letras:Funeral For A Friend. Casually Dressed And Deep In Conversation. Juneau.

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Tied to the testing of wills and my heart breaks
And spills
Left to the sight of the sky
In your arms I'm defined
Thrown to the wolves
In the minds of your enemies
And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness

If this is what I'm meant for
No longer interesting
Fall forward just to even the score
Just a thought to you

And I'm nothing more
Than a line in your book