| A divide
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| Calling all the faithless in flight
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| What am I?
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| I am only dust in this light
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| But I would like to find another way to find you here
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| You sat in the garden by the road
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| Mummified, nullified in the soil
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| The feeling weighs a fuck load in the morn
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| They must have dropped the call
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| Thank goodness I wrote
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| A disguise
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| Wear it til I think that it’s real
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| I don’t know
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| You may never know how I feel
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| But I would like to find another way to find you here
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| But I would like to find another way to find you here
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| I stared up the wall and he said
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| «‘I don’t know' is not an answer to the question»
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| In the time
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| That it takes to open this wound
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| Lay me down
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| Tell me it’ll be different soon
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| But I would like to find another way to find you here
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| I stared up the wall and he said
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| «‘I don’t know' is not an answer to the question» |