Nicole, you lost the war, I wish I could’ve helped,
whatever would’ve helped, you never found it,
the ghosts you fought for years, they finally took you out,
they settled any doubt there was about it,
gone is gone, & everybody knows it,
now you’re a song with words I half-recall,
on and on, it feels like we just started,
I found a picture from back then, goodnight, Nicole..
Nicole, my brother told me once he saw you run,
he wondered what was left to burn of such a brittle bonfire,
we all chase our shadows, but at different costs,
mostly it’s the time that’s lost that leaves me feeling hollow..
gone is gone, as empty as a secret,
now you’re the song I lost when I awoke,
on and on, we know that we can’t keep it,
I found a picture from back then, goodnight, Nicole,
now you’re a song with words I used to know,
on and on, but not a moment’s wasted,
I found a picture from back then, goodnight, Nicole,
holding this picture of you then, goodnight, Nicole…
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