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One year ago, I got a call that nearly killed me
Repeat yourself, my hands are shaking
When I was told, my friend was gone I felt so guilty
A thousand questions left unanswered

I must sit down, my legs are shaking
We let you go, with gifts of plectrums for your journey
And melodies to help you on your way

On and on although you're gone, candles burn without a flame on
Our final call to you, I know you're listening
How could you leave us that way?
Where did you go?


Siitä on nyt vuosi, Julia kulta. Enkä mä tule unohtamaan sua koskaan.