At The Close Of Every Day Lyrics - 2000

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Fingers numb, feel sick again
I call on you, you my friend
You
With your goodbyes
The lemon sweet of your lies

Let the dirt cover me
Kiss the sky, as you fly on high
Over all that
I

I
I dig a hole, i dig down deep
I see faces in the black
Grabbing hands pulling me back

I am lost within myself
No i can
So many things still left to say
I'll see you when i fall

Face the phantoms in my sleep
They say time heals, will it for me?
With every cut you
As sorrow plants another seed

I let the dirt cover me
Kiss the sky, as you fly on high
Over all that
I

I
I dig a hole, i dig down deep
I see faces in the black
Grabbing hands pulling me back

I am lost within myself
No i can
And it makes me wonder why
All good things they come to die

Behold the sadness in my eyes
I
Though you
I