When it all falls down
And it shatters on the floor
And you become like a child again
You'll see
Dusting off a memory
From a pile of broken pieces
You'll see
The truth... that you are broken pieces too
And as you fall to the ground
You'll know what pain is
Letting go of a memory that wasn't true
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