| Leaves
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| Please be my light-filter
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| Shine, make me a shelter to hide
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| 'cause love makes you lose your sight
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| And now the search party’s on its way
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| And the floodlight’s on my face
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| All the shadows that I walk in
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| Are just my volatile second skin
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| My reflections are protections
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| They will keep me from destruction
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| My directions are distractions
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| When you’re ready, come into the light
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| Lines, Design a pathway
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| Shine, cut out the dark shapes to find
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| Although I’ve really tried
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| Only time is a lover’s guide
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| And now the railings fall away
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| And the stencils draw a face
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| Our outlines in the sunset
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| Are just a fragile silhouette
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| My reflections are protections
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| They will keep me from destruction
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| My directions are distractions
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| When you’re ready, come into the light
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| My reflections are protections
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| They will keep me from destruction
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| My directions are distractions
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| If you leave me, I’ll go back to hide
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| My reflections are protections
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| They will keep me from destruction
|
| My directions are distractions
|
| When you’re ready, come into the light
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| My reflections are protections
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| They will keep me from destruction
|
| My directions are distractions
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| If you leave me, I’ll go back to hide |