Wake Her Up

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I have a morbid fascination

Of trauma that I can't mend

Of course I fell in love

With the girl of the River Seine

I covet isolation

Was never an "if" but "when"

I'd accidentally fall in love

With the girl of the River Seine

Wake her up

Wake her up

Wake her up

Wake her up

Your daughter's not dead

She's just asleep

For hours on end

For days

For forever, she dreams

Her remains remain

Unknown, unloved, unclaimed

Wake her up

Wake her up

Wake her up

Wake her up

No praise nor adulation

No flowers in the end

For the boy who fell in love

With the girl at the bottom of the River Seine

Wake her up

Wake her up

Wake her up

I can't