There is a radiance, usually afforded to a source of light,
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Vomiting gradients,
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Beaming all around you as you walk tonight,
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Tell me Iris-
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What if the sight of you could take my eyes?
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Princess Impermanent,
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Princess Always Looking for the Next Result.
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And when they serve you it,
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Don't you always wish that you had something else?
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So indeterminate,
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So unobtainable, it must be hell-
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That you should burn for it, and not exactly know its face,
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But it's something like a feeling.
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And oh,
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When you're hoping to know
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What you wanted to know,
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But oh,
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But it comes and it goes,
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But it comes and it goes,
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I'll help you find the word for it
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And Iris-
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Cancel all the things you had to do.
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If you're an island,
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I will find some meaning in the waves for you.
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Until the light coming out of the coves,
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Coming out of the coves,
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It falls like life,
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Filling into the deep blue,
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Don't you know that I see you, now,
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Like for the first time without eyelids?
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And oh,
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When you're hoping to know
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What you wanted to know,
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And oh
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But it sticks in the throat,
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But it sticks in the throat,
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I'll help you find a word for it,
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I'll give you something to believe in,
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Cause there has to be a word for this,
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Or it would only be a feeing.
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Iris
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Emmy the Great & Tim Wheeler |