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My mirror, remember |
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The folds in our feathers |
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The line and the measure |
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Of the wings of, of the sender |
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And all of this has, passed between us |
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To crack it open and release us |
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Youth was black and blue, but I'm a singer |
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And time is braided bands |
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But I would give you rings for every finger |
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And ribbons for your hair |
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And I do surrender |
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My darkest endeavos |
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The fire in the embers |
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My mirror, remembers |
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That all of this has, passed between us |
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To crack it open and release us |
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Youth was black and blue, but I'm a singer |
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And time is braided bands |
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But I would give you rings for every finger |
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And ribbons for your hair |
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Youth was black and blue, but I'm a singer |
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And time is braided bands |
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But I would give you rings for every finger |
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And ribbons for your hair |
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Truth with black and blue, it tends to linger |
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Like silver in your hair |
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But I would give you rings for every finger |
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And time is braided bands |
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You catch it when you can |
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Like silver in your hair |