There's a hologram sitting up on my wall.
Sitting invisibly inviting and peering out into the hall. It's on the wall that holds a picture of our lost ones. Some dead, some at rest. Some at peace, some I guess. are still here breathing But the dead will walk like we do At the nights end. Cuz I'm climbing a mountain and I'm higher than I've ever been. Chorus And you can't hear me Nor can you see me But I'm asking you to believe me When I say I'll be fine. So when the rain falls hard, I'll know that it's you. You've painted the sky a brighter shade of blue. Listen to the thunder as it starts to roar I try but it's to tough to ignore Just do not cry anymore. Well that's what you said to me. And you can't hear me. Nor can you see me, But I'm asking you to believe me. When I say I'll be fine.
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