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[The sender actively blocked who they were, so the only people who would know her voice would be the ones who had heard her sing before. Which would not be many, because she's not one to spontaneously burst out into song. And her singing voice is very different from her speaking voice. And obviously bereft of her strange accent.] It started with a soft piano. Just a little bit broken Like I've been cracked wide open How will I ever, will I ever put myself back together again?
Just a little bit shattered Like when you lose someone that matters And so you try and you try and you try to try again
What do I do with the spaces between what used to be me?
Fill them with gold Fill them with gold You take what you've got Hold what you've lost You won't pretend it never happened And when the cracks between the pieces just won't hold Fill them with gold Just a little bit worn down From this dark and lonesome feeling I keep thinking it's a dream and then it's not
I won't lose hope now Cause with every breath I'm breathing It's another breath closer to seeing the sun
What do I do with the spaces between what used to be me?
Fill them with gold Fill them with gold You take what you've got Hold what you've lost You won't pretend it never happened And when the cracks between the pieces just won't hold Fill them with gold
You take what you've got Hold what you've lost You won't pretend it never happened And when the cracks between the pieces just won't hold Fill them with gold
[The singer actively cut off the CB so not to give herself away by accident.]