3-9-4 (B. Deily)
Circle of street light, rain on a windshield
Seeing you for the last time
Eyes on the bus stop not in the window
Seeing you for the last time
My life had stood a loaded gun
Cornered till a day the order passed
Identified and carried me away
Do you understand how it ends now
Circle of dark
The rain that won't stop
Eyes on a bus stop
Do you understand how it ends now


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