| It’s just a world apart, you said
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| It’s like nothing you’ve seen, this place
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| The fiction’s given, the ending bled
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| Into a space across your page
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| Why did it wrap you like
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| Morning fog chokes the trees
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| Believed it will — there’s something bigger than you know
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| Are you waiting on me?
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| Hold you deep and lonely
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| The centre’s here, you fill, you own it
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| Popinjay
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| Just say the word, and see clearly
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| We can stain/stay in time if we lose the beginning
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| The crooked leaves for favours dealt
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| The scared and greedy in the storm
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| Onto forgotten trust
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| Onto forgetting us
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| Hold you deep and lonely
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| The centre’s here, you fill, you own it
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| Popinjay
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| Just say the word, and see clearly
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| We can stain/stay in time if we lose the beginning
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| Of a start
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| It’s better than a fall
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| It’s better than not starting at all
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| It’s just a world apart, you said
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| It’s the pillars of your heart
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| That leave you lonely
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| It’s the pillars of your heart
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| That lead to loneliness |