| You might be in pieces but let’s call it something else
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| Let’s say that you are your own disco ball
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| It sounds better, more promising
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| It doesn’t just sound like you’re broken
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| But what, but what breaks is the light shines on you
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| You break it away and point it at someone else
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| While your insides stay darkened
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| The blackest black, nothing can penetrate there
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| They say that your, your broken heart is visible from the outside
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| I say it just needs that you contain multitudes
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| There is not one interpretation that will hold you
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| Like I can hold you
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| You will not be awake for long
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| You will not be awake for long
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| We’ll meet in the smallest great unknown
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| This is the long sleep, this is the long sleep
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| There should be something I could tell you
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| There should be something I could say directly without lyrics and melody
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| Maybe that’s what I’m trying here
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| Something else than lyrics or melody
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| Do you hear it?
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| Do you hear me calling?
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| Do you hear me calling?
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| It’s not in the words
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| It’s not in the rhythm
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| It’s not in the rhythm
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| It’s not in the words |