It's Over

Well it rained today
 Inside of me
 Winds of dismay
 They blew me away
 And I felt the change in the weather
 It be my blame to place
 Well it's over
 It's over now
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 Don't tell me, don't tell me this is for good
 And the leaves will never change
 I'm waiting, still waiting for your face
 To exceed a picture frame
 It's four years and a work week to regret
 And blame you all over again
 And the rest of my life is sleep
 To dream of what it could have been
 Broken is more now
 Than broken ever was then
 Something with some form of fix
 Has gone and grown hopeless
 So invent the tools to mend
 Years, years, years of negligence
 Or the ability to forget
 Because it's over, it's all over now
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 Don't tell me, don't tell me this is for good
 And the leaves will never change
 I'm waiting, still waiting for your face
 To exceed a picture frame
 It's four years and a work week to regret
 And blame you all over again
 And the rest of my life is sleep
 To dream of what it could have been
 You would not believe
 The degree of irony that could be in a
 Five letter metaphor
 No, you wouldn't believe
 No, no, no
 And in a period of time
 How many consistent increments compiled
 There could be for new that changes your life
 No, you wouldn't believe
 Oh, no, no
 
 Don't tell me, don't tell me this is for good
 And the leaves will never change
 I'm waiting, still waiting for your face
 To exceed a picture frame
 It's four years and a work week to regret
 And blame you all over again
 And the rest of my life is sleep
 To dream of what it could have been