| I would that the world become you, give it time
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| Blooming like the shadows upon you I drowned beside
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| Floating on the water to show me your softer side
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| While everything is spinning beneath 'til it falls like glass
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| Just give it time
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| Now close your eyes
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| I would that the world become you, give it time
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| Blooming like the shadows upon you I drowned beside
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| Floating on the water to show me your softer side
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| While everything is spinning beneath 'til it falls like glass
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| Just give it time
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| The sands will pass
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| Heavy are the winds from the east, they have come to see
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| Fallen like hundred-year-old trees missed your body
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| Watching as I comb through the pieces on the beach
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| Patient as I bury my wrath under pink lightning
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| I bear to breathe
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| The smoke will fall
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| Oh, cease me
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| Warm water rises
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| It still feels like I can’t stop crying
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| Hold me inside it
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| It still feels like a storm not dying
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| And all that was undone
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| Was done when we were young
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| I’m not sure how it feels quite
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| (I'm not sure how it feels quite)
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| Everything is spinning beneath 'til it falls like glass
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| Just give it time
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| Now close your eyes
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| Heavy as the weight in my chest, oh, this seldom dread
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| Lying in the dark with a wake curled over my head
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| In all my blood I’d rather be found, oh, my recklessness
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| Thunder, oh, the fury of peace
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| I rest between
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| The echoing
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| Disquietly
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| Oh, cease me
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| Warm water rises
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| It still feels like I can’t stop crying
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| Hold me inside it
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| It still feels like a storm not dying
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| And all was that undone
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| Was done when we were young
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| I’m not sure how it feels quite
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| (I'm not sure how it feels quite)
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| It still feels like I can’t stop crying
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| It still feels like a storm not dying
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| It feels like I can’t stop |