| She said she loved the sky when it looked like falling stars
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| It was the only light I’ve ever felt that was close enough to ours.
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| And her breath held in the air, ever so thin
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| Her dark eyes locked into mine, to speak was a sin
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| Behind my eyes are waves of automatic blue
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| The color that I turned when staring back at you
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| The broken bones of a spineless being, I’d lost all worth
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| They say time comes with healing, from death till birth
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| But now the speck in my iris will seem less significant
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| Your eyes contain such beauty
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| But the breath that they take will be forever lessened
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| The breath they take, or is it the breath that they took?
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| My body’s worn down, my eyes are closed now
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| Frayed edges, torn page in a book
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| Behind my eyes are waves of automatic blue
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| The color that I turned when staring back at you
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| The broken bones of a spineless being, I’d lost all worth
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| They say time comes with healing, from death till birth
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| I lay awake every single night
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| But something about the silence feels right
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| It gives me time to think and set my mind free
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| But the truth is, how alone can I be?
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| Cause when I see a father with his son or a man with his wife
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| Or two friends sitting together having the time of their life
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| I realize something isn’t true about the words that you told me
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| I like being alone, I just hate feeling lonely |