[ti:Darker, Colder, Slower]
[ar:Trembling Blue Stars]
[al:The Last Holy Writer]

[00:16.76]The days seem darker now
[00:20.26]This sense of winding down
[00:23.69]The days seem colder now
[00:27.63]This sense of slowing down
[00:31.69]When all I knew was your presence
[00:35.14]What to do with your absence
[00:39.02]When all I knew was your presence
[00:43.00]What to do?
[00:46.87]Left alone to travel on
[00:54.01]Left to grieve silently
[01:16.69]I see an open door
[01:20.36]I see an empty chair
[01:23.82]Someone’s left the room
[01:27.43]Still something tints the air
[01:31.60]I see an open door
[01:36.00]I see an empty chair
[01:40.09]Someone’s left the room
[01:43.04]Someone left too soon
[01:47.00]Left alone to travel on
[01:54.09]Left to grieve silently
[02:01.51]Maybe not today
[02:03.39]Maybe not tomorrow
[02:09.19]But where you』ve gone
[02:11.37]Someday I』ll follow
[02:31.81]There’s never time enough
[02:35.34]There’s no one who won』t leave
[02:39.11]A constant slipping away
[02:42.75]Nothing’s held in place
[02:46.54]There’s never time enough
[02:49.99]There’s no one who will stay
[02:53.94]To the past each day
[02:57.74]The future gives up space
[03:01.50]Left alone to travel on
[03:08.76]Left to grieve silently
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