Called Away

All empires fall to others Your cryptic words have lost all their glitter Your garrulous conversation feels more like a clogged up filter And now my favorite broken records won't stop playing in my old attic With ballads calling me away Beckoning me to a ball and its soft refrain is just my name No wonder I'll leave you

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