'Tis all about my heartache

not now but the ones I lost

not now but once I've died

how could I have forgotten

dead-ended road I'd cross

mad at my Jesus Syndrome

had a bit too much my dear

put away your sadness silly

time to multiply your cheer

doesn't matter now though

not about years of sorrow

the Jesus Syndrome lied

forgot then remembered

With her! my heart cried

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