| I see the way we coincide
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| And it’s nothing more than chance
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| If I were all for feeling fate
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| I’d be none for you to trust
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| So never tell me that I think of you holding on
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| To any solid body sinking me
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| Faith all gone
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| Living is an open sea and the waiting knows my length
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| So silent is a stranger’s home where the hour caught me dead
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| I’ll never roll away the weight of you
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| Seems too much
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| I’ll never hate the way I wanted to
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| Not enough
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| And so I come borrowing light
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| Some northern shore align
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| And all I’m aiming for
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| The locking in and waiting on
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| Just anything, a dust in the settling
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| Soberly stating the truth
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| I feel you
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| Relieving the weight and it holds me
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| All too hard
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| Replacing the feeling so soon
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| Chain cloth removed, just like I’m told
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| Believe in all I do
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| And so I come borrowing light
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| Some northern shore align
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| And all I’m aiming for
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| The locking in and waiting on
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| Just anything, a dust in the settling
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| A dust in the settling |