| There are wires in between
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| Human heart and machine
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| I will wait for mountains
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| To tell me you’re okay…
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| On paper my future will lay
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| I’ll fold every failure into a crane
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| Trust is quicksand
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| Claiming everything I have
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| All to give me life, all to give me life
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| Slow down, hide your eyes!
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| The sun is setting fire
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| Through glass, branches deep
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| I cough only to breathe
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| Trust is quicksand
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| Claiming everything I have
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| All to give me life, all to give me life
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| One thousand more to go
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| I’ll send every prayer from below
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| I was swallowed by a whale
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| Slow down, you’re all words
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| And love is made of yarn
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| Scissors
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| A slip of the hand, a slip of the tongue;
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| God knows I meant no harm, I meant no harm
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| In between every promise and lie there is a kiss
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| In between tempers and suitcases there is a kiss
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| In between medicine and the sick there is a kiss
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| In between arrows, aim, and release, there is a kiss
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| (Anchors in reverse
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| Lead us back to birth.) |