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I missed the last train to your town 

It could had made a change

And still I call it my unlucky fault 

But it’s just a lake for a motto 

Your familly called one night

And river was crying out loud 

From the way it sounded like

I could tell what it was about

We all dressed in black 

The post office lost your letters

From the first to the very last

They didn’t have my address right 

Because no one ever wrote to me before you

Florence your windows weren’t closed

As the winter found its way in 

And flood up your wooden floors 

But I guess that’s just superstitious 

Florence, I’m sorry I wasn’t there in time 

I’ll miss all of your ways 

And those gorgeous eyes

But mostly your love 

But mostly your love

Are you still stuck in the attic floor

Swinging sides to sides

And the candles are melted wax 

But somehow there’s a light in your house

The garden’s charcoal now 

Just like your feet and hands 

They say it’s a misfortune 

To be the one left behind 

Florence the air’s too thin

As I dream about your skin 

I hardly get rest at night

Thanks to all my mistakes 

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