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Echo star is a crossing you
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Trembling noises that come too soon
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Spatial movement which seems to you
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Resonating your mass call few
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(Verse)
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Hollow talking and hollow girl
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Voicing up from the root of pain
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Never said it was good, never said it was me
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Shadow rises and you are here
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(Chorus)
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And then you carve
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You cut it out
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And everything
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Goes back to the beginning
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(Verse)
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Silence seizes a clotted room
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Dying to shed not a breath too soon
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Darkness rises in all you do
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Standing and drawn across the room
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(Verse)
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Spatial movements and butterflies
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Shadows scatter without a fight
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There has never been bad, there has always been truth
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Rooted whispers of the things you lose
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(Chorus)
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And then you carve
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You cut it out
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And everything
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Goes back to the beginning
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Goes back to the beginning
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There has never been bad, there has always been truth
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Rooted whispers of the things you lose
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Hollow Talk
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| Josh Groban |
