Did you seriously believe
We could get to some resurrection
Without passing through the cross
Did you really think it was all a story
In which you played no part
So far out on the periphery
Of your closed private life
The myth there is glory
In love's suffering and sorrow
Was it lost on you
No worries every year
You get a second chance
Or did you seriously convince yourself
Spring could possibly forget
And not come back for you
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