| And I have bound myself, to your bearings
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| My love is a nesting bird, lodged in the breast of her
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| Lace up your boots tied to the jagged line
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| Of a million different lives, under the leeward side
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| 'cause I wanna be someone, worthy of your conversation
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| The madness in the moonless night
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| So shake off your leeward side
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| And everything that I did or did not do
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| In the miniature of my life, has a lineage back to you
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| And some will sit on their hands to spite their feet
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| But one day I know I’ll see, you dancing away from me
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| 'cause I wanna be someone, worthy of your conversation
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| The madness in the moonless night
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| So shake off your leeward side
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| We all want to be someone, in the miniature of your life
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| The madness in the wounded sky, so shake of your salvation
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| And you want more, you will want more
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| You will want more than I can offer you I bear you from my shore
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| To my skin, to my bones, down to my very core
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| The call you heed is one I will not follow
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| And one day you will unfold and fall into the untold
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| And one day you’ll long to be dancing away from me
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| But under the hollow skies past where the cells divide
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| And until the day I die I’ll be your leeward side
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| Na na na na na na na na na |