These Petals
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This blackened rose
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This soil all my own
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Shrouding your hollowed ground
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Like seeds who'll never sow
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Like forgery and larceny
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And my ill-gained revelry
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I recite these scripted lines
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While embers of a different time
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go drifting by
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When every word you ever said came true
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All I missed
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in all of this was you
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Can you see
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A shadow on me, calling me to leave
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Find in me
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(you're the only home, you're the only home I know)
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A trace of you in all this tragedy
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These pieces
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These shattered shards
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Dancing in the moonlight
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Glimmering and glistening
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Preparing me for the night
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I never learned to walk the surface on my own
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So lately this ocean floor's been feeling more like... home
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When every word you ever said came true
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All I missed in all of this was you
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Can you see
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A shadow on me, calling me to you
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Find in me
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(you're the only home, you're the only home I know)
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A trace of you in all this tragedy
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So take me in these fleeting moments of solitude in you
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Remove this sordid fascination with shadow and remove
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This shattered self for preservation
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This commitment to undo
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All that you forgave and give
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And all you promised too
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And all you promised too
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Can you see
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A shadow on me, calling me to you
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Find in me
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A trace of you in all this tragedy
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Can you see
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The shadow lifting; drifting home again
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A Shadow On Me
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| Project 86 |
