| Last night I was standing with you in a purple falling fog
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| You opened your mouth, tried to speak, but your voice was just a flutter of
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| moths
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| Deciphering dreams
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| I think you’re making 'em mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| Maybe you were sending a message: keep your faith, fall into flame
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| Could be you’re resting easy, probably a combination of all of these things
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| And deciphering dreams
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| I think you’re making 'em mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| Deciphering dreams
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| I think you’re making 'em mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| What you need 'em to mean
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| Deciphering dreams
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| I think you’re making 'em mean
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| What you need 'em to mean |