| Dreaming is a pattern cut in darkness
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| We’ve made pain a surface for remembering
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| Piecing shapes out of the same colour
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| But I’ll try, it’s hard to discern dark parts
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| Words come out like warm water
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| Feeling through years to slowly learn her
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| (She said)
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| Letting truth break through the other side of
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| Concrete
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| Growing from the hope that we can know from
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| Not knowing
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| There are facts that remain relieving
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| There is a dorr, there is a frame
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| There is a shape, there is a name
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| The dream it carries the words around
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| Adjectives that miss the point, the dream it
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| Carries…
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| Words come out like warm water
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| Feeling through years to slowly learn her |