| Once
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| This garden grew just light.
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| Just like an ivy, blinding eyes to the walls that hide behind, ascending high.
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| We looked away and everything was waves.
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| We worked our eyes and they snapped back into place,
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| but they never changed.
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| We looked away and everything was waves.
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| We worked our eyes and they snapped back into place,
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| but they never changed.
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| Once
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| This farm grew only faith.
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| Like an I.V. |
| blindly placed
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| It demonstrates the safest way to stay awake.
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| We looked away and everything was waves.
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| We worked our eyes and they snapped back into place,
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| but they never changed.
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| We looked away and everything was waves.
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| We worked our eyes and they snapped back into place,
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| but they never change
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| And I want you
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| I want you to see
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| That I’ll be there when you’re trembling;
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| that I’ll be there with you relapsing
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| into madness, into madness.
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| And I want you
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| I want you to see
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| That I’ll be there when you’re trembling;
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| and I’ll hold you up when you’re collapsing into sadness.
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| I can stand it.
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| We looked away and everything was waves.
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| We worked our eyes and they snapped back into place,
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| but they never changed.
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| We looked away and everything was waves.
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| We worked our eyes and they snapped back into place,
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| but they never changed. |