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Things go wrong when I trust them
In my naive way I love them
Like you told me to love them
I abide by man made rules
And am a picture of all fools
I have a border of white clues
I use the formulae of everyday
In the floods I stay and get washed away
People talk in nothing
With a reverence in a something
And my heart beats on with indifference
To the lessons of attrition
I am a picture of all fools
I have a border of white clues
I use the formulae of everyday
In the floods I stay and get washed away
(The he sings the chorus but it sounds weird and wobbely)
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Perfect at night, perfect at day
Only thing that I can say is
Breathe it in, breathe it in
Softest skin I've ever seen
Bluest eyes there's ever been
Breathe it in, breathe it in
Maintenance of simplicity
It's the one thing that cannot be
But breathe it in, breathe it in
Holy ghost and rock 'n roll
Imprints upon your soul
Breathe it in, breathe it in
Captured beauty, escape unlikely
I, I saw a prayer drift by your eyes
I swear I saw a prayer
I swear I saw a prayer
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This room is as white as a ghost
In this space you can see your own breath
This room is as cold as it's host
Is it this sleep that is the brother of death?
This cloth is as green as an orchard
where the salt can coat the trees
This girl cries tears as if tortured
Is it this girl that is the queen of the seas?
(Chorus)
I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love
I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love, love
the eyes of the toys they are moving
It's here everything that never lived is alive
The eyes of the toys they are soothing
Into the brother of sleep that we dive
(chorus)
I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love
I'm gonna see you through this my love, my love
I'm gonna see you through this
I'm gonna see you through this
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These feelings don't have any windows
But these feelings are feelings only God knows
As the figures fade into the distance
You're at home now, no need for resistnce
Like marble your exterior is so cold
But like magic your soul puts things on hold
The truth is you've heard it all before
Oh these feelings, the sea just brings you more
And you sink further into yourself
And you think only of yourself
And you sink further into yourself
When you sink wanting to be someone else
If this body is but a grain of sand
Then friend I need to take your hand
But these feelings have too many windows
But these windows are guarded by the angels
And you sink further into yourself
And you think only of yourself
And you sink further into yourself
When you sink wanting to be someone else
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A boy made of dread poaches from the river
His eyes are rimmed with lead, heart is made of silver
Rays of love shine on, rays of life shine on
A girl made of hope poaches from the river
Her eyes are lost in hope, heart is made of silver
Rays of love shine on, rays of hope shine on
A boy made of dread poaches from the river
His eyes are rimmed with lead, heart is made of silver
Deep in wave
Lost in wave
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At three in the morning the moonlight was breaking,
breaking down
The heartache it glistened as angels want to listen
as people drown
She said this will not suffice it's not enough
She said you will not suffice you're not enough
As I looked at the beauty and struggled with the duty
of being wrong
She said look at my beauty and struggle with the duty
of being wrong
She said this will not suffice it's not enough
She said you will not suffice you're not enough
I need to touch your face
To feel your grace
My epiphany
I need to touch her face
To be embraced
Be my epiphany
These words with no reasons effect me like millions of
burning stars
The shapes that we're seeing, the things that we're being
are a step too far
She said this will not suffice it's not enough
She said you will not suffice you're not enough
I need to touch your face
To feel your grace
My epiphany
I need to touch her face
To be embraced
Be my epiphany
The veils of blue and fields of grain
For all the time I'll have to say
I need to touch your face
To feel your grace
My epiphany
I need to touch her face
To be embraced
My epiphany
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Everybody has their reason
Everyone will have their season
Nobody knows where we'll go
Everybody will be happy
Everyone will see what I see
Nobody knows where we'll go
Tenderly to the sea
Veiled in silk, you and me
Under stars so high above
Dust from eternal love
Someone with real emotion
Someone with real devotion
can see all the marvels I can't see
Someone who's strong and willing
Someone who will keep on winning
He will show you where you should go
Tenderly to the sea
Veiled in silk, you and me
Under the stars so high above
Dust from eternal love
Love
Love
Love
Love
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