| I tried to tell you, I didn’t know how to stay, you believe
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| She can see through, cutting at the silent clay, of relief
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| Beckon deep blue, fettered in the magnet sun, eat the gun
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| As it feeds you, spitting out the oxygen, once again
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| Once again, empty horses gallop through the violet door, follow red
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| Crooked courses, shadows in the moonlit moor, oh my stars
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| Winged creatures, galloping in the silk and height, like the last
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| Human teachers, machinery of constant sight, once again
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| We must bleed new, even as the hours shake, crystal blood
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| Like a dream true, a ripple in the wounding wake
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| You believe, I believe too, that you are the river of light
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| Who I love, that I cling to, in the belly of the empty night
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| From the 31st floor of the simulation swarm
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| With a drone of fluorescence
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| Flicker, fever, fill the form
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| And a warm gush and I want to touch like we never could before
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| And I’d fly to you tomorrow, I’m not fighting in this war
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| I wanna drop my arms and take your arms and walk you to the shore
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| I remember, building an energy shield, in your room
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| Like a temple, swallows in the windless field, very thin
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| With your mother, tall as a pale green tree, very wild
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| Bright as winter, rising with a prism key, and a child
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| To deliver, tangled in the blood and vine, is the first
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| Little angel, taken from the northern pine
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| You believe, I believe too, that you are the river of light
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| Who I love, that I sing to, in the belly of the empty night
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| From the 31st floor of the simulation swarm
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| With a drone of fluorescence
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| Flicker, fever, fill the form
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| And a warm gush and I want to touch like we never could before
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| And I’d fly to you tomorrow, I’m not fighting in this war
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| I wanna drop my arms and take your arms and walk you to the shore
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| I’d fly to you tomorrow, I’m not fighting in this war
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| I wanna drop my arms and take your arms and walk you to the shore
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| Little Andy, soft in his newborn skin, only one
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| Little Andy, will he return again, I believe
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| We will renew, because there is no other, once again
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| Fall asleep with, our backs against each other
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| I believe, and you believe too, that you are the river of light
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| Who I love, that I sing to, in the belly of the empty night
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| From the 31st floor of the simulation swarm
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| With a drone of fluorescence
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| Flicker, fever, fill the form
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| And a warm gush and I want to touch like we never could before
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| And I’d fly to you tomorrow, I’m not fighting in this war
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| I wanna drop my arms and take your arms and walk you to the shore
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| I wanna drop my arms and take your arms and walk you to the shore
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| From the 31st floor of the simulation swarm
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| With a drone of fluorescence
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| Flicker, fever, fill the form
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| With a warm gush now I want to touch like we never could before
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| And I’d fly to you tomorrow, I’m not fighting in this war
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| I wanna drop my arms and take your arms and take you to the shore |