Missing Parts from About Castles by Bacaruda

Hello new other day
I tried to disguise
Old inner words
Twisting them into lines
Every time the same speech
For a hush I used to dress
Maybe I did too much
Decorated absence

At the dinner of future years
Could have very little conversation
Can't discern a smile from a shell
So-called poets from the Fausts
Nor my heroes from the ghosts
All the time

Hello new other day
I tried not to try
Distant wishes
Now are forgotten
Just said a heap of words
That made up the silence
Yes, mine they holler out,
So louder than me now

At the dinner of future years
Could have very little conversation
Can't discern a smile from a shell
So-called poets from the Fausts
Nor my heroes from the ghosts
All the time

Good morning my old friend
Maybe the last hello
Is already passed
And I didn't know
But for the times they change
What the clocks cannot gauge
I bet my hopes with days

I gamble my hopes
That I can get over it

Hello new other day
I tried not to try
To keep in touch
To let you come first
Just said a heap of words
That made the silence up
But mine they holler out
So louder than me now

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