| This winter lasted far too long
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| All that we loved sunk into fog
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| If one day without rain could come
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| To just make way for warmth of sun
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| What if every drop of rain’s a letter from the sky
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| And they each concealed a message if you read it you could fly
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| Who would send it would you bet that it was God?
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| Cause it doesn’t really matter if it’s met with an applause
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| It’s a testament of flaws I’ll sit and face the skies now
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| Empathize with rain to anticipate the ride down
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| To find out how they dance between the paper stars
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| To embrace the dark before they inundate the night’s clouds
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| Now that’s an optimistic view
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| I can script a musical while options are reviewed
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| Pieces of me tend to die but I can miss the funeral
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| I fall into the view that my life is simply beautiful
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| This winter lasted far too long
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| All that we loved sunk into fog
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| If one day without rain could come
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| To just make way for warmth of sun
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| I try to find a pattern in the fallen leaves I walk in
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| But I can’t find if I’m inside an autumn breeze or coffin
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| All I see is dark when you own both these irises
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| I attempt to bite my lips but all my teeth are sharpened
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| It’s like I like to like to fight the sight that I’ve become
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| Like I like to like to find the night inside the sun
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| Like I tried to write the side of life that I’ve abided by
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| And by and by I strive to find a sign that I’m in love
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| Love is what you find when you’re circling the sky
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| While you’re burning all the white feathers learning how to fly
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| Searching for a sign or a version of goodbye
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| That could perfectly describe what was pertinent inside
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| I’m not certain but if I’m a brushstroke on the canvas
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| I’m scratching all my love notes on a matchstick
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| And when it catches the smoke becomes letters
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| And it floats on forever 'til the sun grows romantic
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| This winter lasted far too long
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| All that we loved sunk into fog
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| If one day without rain could come
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| To just make way for warmth of sun
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| If you are what you eat then I will eat my heart out
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| And wear it on my sleeve so it matches my apparel
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| Up the other is a sample from the tarot
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| So I can cheat destiny and gamble with the arrows
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| That they sling when I quiver in their wake up in a blizzard when I shiver and
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| I shake
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| Love like a sinner when it’s grimmer and I play
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| Tough to be delivered from this winter
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| Another night of wondering if it’s the age of innocence
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| I’ll plead the fifth right before I take a sip from it
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| I’ll cease desist and try to break the dissonance
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| From the demon’s lips just so I can make a difference
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| In this day without the rain
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| The sky is sapphire leaving traces of the stains on my skin
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| I’ll never say it was in vain
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| I’ll just hold my breath and pray that I can savor it again
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| This winter lasted far too long
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| All that we loved sunk into fog
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| If one day without rain could come
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| To just make way for warmth of sun |