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| written in london, dec 2003. originally this was titled 'the loss of london' but i decided to use that name on another piece, but that back drop for this piece is about the same as that one, except this pieces feels a little more urgent. its mostly about watching everybody leav london before me. the first verse is about feeling bad for giving a friend a hard time. the pace and feel of this piece was heavily influenced by a death cab for cutie song. fading away uncover the dirt that your covered in your masked in disguise did i enquire too soon i'm sorry that i that i took a piss at you you said you'd come back have you spoken too soon i can't see straight our days are fading away we stand on edge did you mean everything you said now that you've flown across the world will you be heard or seen and ignored when you first came you thought you could soar but things never turn out how you planned them before i can't see straight out days are fading away your perfect plan was never more than a plan am > c > f > em |