Slave Beaver Revolt - Epoch II
We have a hard time letting go
To all the cracks that we call home
If I could save all I've known
And let the blackened spirits roam
For all the laughs and the good times
As we split ourselves apart
I'll keep all your love inside
'Cause I'm a romantic at heart
The golden age comes and goes
But I'm glad to see another chapter close
Written by:
Aaron Mullan
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