| There’s a sound within the silence, and a blindness to your stare
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| Where the wind inspires weeping, you may feel me in the air
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| There’s a subtle sense of absence, yet a need to try and hide
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| From the quiet biding feeling from the boy that rose inside, from the one
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| that’s at your side
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| Oh I am everywhere corroded by the motion
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| Oh I am everywhere like the sky falls blue (the sky falls blue)
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| You never looked for me, but if you’d call you’d see
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| I’ve been everywhere waiting to be told
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| To come home
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| There is motion in your presence, subtle shifting from below
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| Save your breath, for here is penance
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| At your heels, it’s crawling home
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| Never noticing an absence, yet a quiet biding fear
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| Still your heart but quiet bleeding from the one that’s never here,
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| from the one that may appear
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| Oh I am everywhere corroded by the motion
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| Oh I am everywhere like the like falls blue (like I fall blue)
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| You never looked for me, but if you’d call you’d see
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| I’ve been everywhere waiting to be told
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| To come home
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| To come home
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| I’ve been waiting to be told, I’ve been waiting to be told
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| To come home
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| Oh I am everywhere, eroded by emotion
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| Oh I’ve been everywhere still thinking of you
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| If only you would ever look for me
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| For if you’d call you’d see
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| I’ve been everywhere waiting to be told
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| To come home |