Hello
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I watch you come and go
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I know you can hear my voice
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Don't walk away
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Come daydream with me
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In closed loops and future-proof cardboard to caviar.
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Let's show them how good we are.
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If you look after me, I'll look after you.
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Sonar, night vision or desperate lovers
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Seeking privacy for their forbidden...
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I am their defenseless host.
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Through my open wounds they let themselves in.
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Sheltered (sheltered), they mock me (they mock me).
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If you stand up for me, I'll stand up for you.
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I'm weather-beaten in a losing battle punctured by nature, becoming organic
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The air in here ages me, ungracefully!
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But if you take care of me, I'll take care of you.
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Oh, my crumbling heart!
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If you'll be good to me,
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I'll be good to you.
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I'm amidst:
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I could be the best decision you ever made, a beacon, your peaceful
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Corner.
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Find me, cherish me, take me on or pull me down. You choose.
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Wait!
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Oh, safe in the ache of soul-decay!
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Cause I will remember you - will you remember me?
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Bespoke to broken, this interwoven tapestry of tragedy,
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Crooked frames and cracked glazing
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Slithers of wistful window gazes glint in borrowed light.
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Where doorways with no door stage a ballet of leaves,
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Who pirouette in the footsteps of once glorious days...
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By peeling paint, I'm a sunken ceiling,
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I'm cracking up, and can seem threatening.
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I'm falling apart.
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I'm scary at night.
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Take dark, forbidden: keep out, keep out! No, no, no go forth.
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A has-been, a once was, the leftovers, an eyesore, bleeding, oxidising,
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A few remaining, unloved, emotionally damaged, a waste of space,
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A nuisance, I haven't had time to become, unwanted!
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What's gone? I'm losing it
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This is not what I stand for
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This is not what I stand for
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This is not what I stand for
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It was a perfectly good grand piano.
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Stop in the name of love! I've got just what you're looking for!
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I've got tree-lined interiors, where we can dine with the biosphere.
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If you'll take care of me, I'll take care of you.
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If you be good to me, then I'll be good to you.
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Oh... I'm a story in mourning, and you're the author
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So pour out your masterpiece.
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Entropy increasing, how long before I'm dust?
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Can we discuss?
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Neglected Space
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Imogen Heap |