adam stevens Biography

Everyone knows their lines
They're bustling in the background
I'm trying to keep up
Just fake it a while
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A thousand snowflakes hit the ground at once
Each more impure than the next
There was a shadow of something bleak
Emptiness like a living thing filled the street
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I wanted to take her by the hand
Tell her what she meant
But she was fading from sight
And what gave me the right
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It's a thankless task we do,
Not a mission to perform
They pretend to respect it
But it's a comforting lie
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