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We don't need to name what we know we share |
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Running after words will lead us nowhere |
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Feel it in our bodies |
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It will arise with the sweetest clarity |
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The push and pull between us |
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Is that thing love in our changing boundaries? |
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We don't need to name what we know we share |
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Running after words will lead us nowhere |
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Tried to give it shape and form |
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But talking is well-worn |
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With empty words we say over and over again |
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So, why don't we just sink into oblivion instead? |
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Oblivion, oblivion, oblivion |
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Oblivion, oblivion, oblivion |
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Oblivion, oblivion, oblivion |
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Oblivion, oblivion, oblivion |
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Oblivion, oblivion |
