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In shadow, in dark |
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In cold wind, open up your heart. |
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'Cause time brushes your face |
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And one loved them - every new shape. |
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One loved them for what could not get left behind or washed away. |
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Some were seasons, some just days. |
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I'm bringing nothing with me I mean to save |
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This faint sweetness, this wick of light |
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This white apple full of bites. |
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A white apple full of what has slipped away from me |
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Full of flesh sweet as memory |
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Full of hope grown from a fallen tree |
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Full of a life I can't just let myself believe. |
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So if I haunt you, if I do |
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If my shadow leans up on you to |
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No good intentions or ways I talk. |
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I'll just leave a light lit for you to walk. |
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I'll leave a light lit for you to walk. |
