There are wires in between
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Human heart and machine.
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I will wait for mountains
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To tell me you're okaya€|
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On paper my future will lay.
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I'll fold every failure into a crane.
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Trust is quicksand,
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Claiming everything I have,
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All to give me life, all to give me life.
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Slow down, hide your eyes!
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The sun is setting fire
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Through glass, branches deep.
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I cough only to breathe.
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Trust is quicksand,
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Claiming everything I have,
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All to give me life, all to give me life.
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One thousand more to go,
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I'll send every prayer from below.
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I was swallowed by a whale.
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Slow down, you're all words
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And love is made of yarn.
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Scissors,
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A slip of the hand, a slip of the tongue;
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God knows I meant no harm, I meant no harm.
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In between every promise and lie there is a kiss.
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In between tempers and suitcases there is a kiss.
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In between medicine and the sick there is a kiss.
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In between arrows, aim, and release, there is a kiss.
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(Anchors in reverse
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Lead us back to birth.)
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Quicksand
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| Sleeping At Last |
