Vivaldi: The Four Seasons, Violin Concerto in F Major, Op. 8 No. 3, RV 293 "Autumn": II. Adagio molto

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Heart-shaped hallways.
Leading the way to nowhere.
And I'm left stranded here.
Two years from anywhere.
Too scared to leave the shelter of this fear.
I'll just follow the fragrance of these fake tears.
Your silence says it all. I know your throat is swelling.
You want to say so much.
But you're afraid you might say what you mean this time.
I loved you for who you were.
You tried and tried to change me.
It's funny now how you say you're leaving.
Because I'm not the man I used to be.
Shape someone else now, mold someone new.
Take someone else down, your heart-shaped hallway too.