Flies

Dye By The Sword

Somewhere in the depth of my head
Somehow my friends are dead
Like a glimmer of colder days

You know I can't forget
Those dreams where they would stay
Like flies who won't go away

All this time I've waited for the call
I should have let it go and embrace the fall
From those longed-for days

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