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393: Ashes and Wine

By A Fine Frenzy

Don’t know what to do anymore
I’ve lost the only love worth fighting for
I’ll drown in my tear storming sea,
That would show you, that would make you hurt like me

All the same
I don’t want mudslinging games
It’s such a shame
To let you walk away

Is there a chance?
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?
A reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind?
Or are we ashes and wine?

Don’t know if our fate’s already sealed
This day’s spinning circus on a wheel
I’m ill with the thought of your kiss
Coffee laced intoxicating on her lips

Shut it out
I’ve got no claim on you now
Not allowed to wear your freedom down

Is there a chance?
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?
A reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind?
Or are we ashes and wine?

I’ll tear myself away
That is what you need
There is nothing left to say
But

Is there a chance?
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?
A reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind?
Or are we ashes and wine?
The day’s still ashes and wine
Or are we ashes?

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