Mark the Graves - Linkin Park

There’s a fragile game we play

With the ghosts of yesterday

If we can’t let go, we’ll never say goodbye

No trace of what remains

No stones to mark the graves

Only memories we thought we could deny

There was so much more to lose

Than the pain I put you through

In my carelessness I left you in the dark

And the blood may wash away

But the scars will never fade

At least I know somehow I made a mark

In the dark

In the light

Nothing’s left

Nothing’s right

In the dark

In the light

Nothing’s left

Nothing’s right

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In the dark

In the light

Nothing’s left

Nothing’s right

In the dark

In the light

Nothing’s left

Nothing’s right