| You couldn’t find me if I was away from time
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| And I don’t mind he left suspended
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| What could untie me if I was away from everyone
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| Everyone
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| You only see me as the man you want to see
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| Enveloped in the smoke and fire
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| What could incite me if I was away from everyone
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| Everyone
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| You long to be with the one
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| Who resides in a realm you can visit
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| Vague constellations are drawn and designed
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| By a mind without limit
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| Can I touch you not for naught
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| For the skin pollutes your holiness
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| I respect your ability
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| To distance yourself from me
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| It’s a gift
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| And the tears that fall from loneliness
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| I often shiver to the bone
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| An empty hole
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| Without a home of a heart
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| Am I resigned to stumbling onwards out of self
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| Protected by the trees and stories
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| What could enlight me if I’m always barred from everyone
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| Everyone
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| You long to be with the one
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| Who resides in a realm you can visit
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| Vague constellations are drawn and designed
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| By a mind without limit
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| And I don’t want to be stoned
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| For the fear pollutes my holliness
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| I respect your ability
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| To distance yourself from me
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| It’s a gift
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| And the tears that fall from loneliness
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| They often shiver to the bone
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| The empty souls
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| Without a home of a heart |