| We separate.
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| I’d hate to see what died beneath the haze of my vision.
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| So dream away and cast the crooked line between the days that weren’t real
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| We buried part of us with dust and forgiveness but still we carry on…
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| So take this time (forever) but drop a line.
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| We were worlds collided and never really comprehended.
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| We had no time (forever),
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| this bread and wine
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| We were worlds collided.
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| I’d never really change a thing.
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| We part our ways.
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| A day became eternity: the point we started from.
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| But everyday, a part of me still turned to see the flicker of the glow.
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| We buried part of us with dust and forgiveness but still we carry on…
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| So take this time (forever) but drop a line.
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| We were worlds collided and never really comprehended.
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| We had no time (forever),
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| this bread and wine
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| We were worlds collided.
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| I’d never really change a thing.
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| You gave away so selflessly and it ate you so slow.
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| Just slipped away.
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| I know you didn’t belong to me
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| but how was I to know?
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| We separate.
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| I’d hate to see what died beneath the haze of my vision.
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| So dream away and cast the crooked line between the days that weren’t real
|
| We buried part of us with dust and forgiveness but still we carry on…
|
| So take this time (forever) but drop a line.
|
| We were worlds collided and never really comprehended.
|
| We had no time (forever),
|
| this bread and wine
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| We were worlds collided.
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| I’d never really change a thing.
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| But when do we begin?
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| When do we begin?
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| But when do we begin?
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| When do we begin?
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| When do we begin? |