Your hands point absent finger Your mouths the fires flame We stand on solid ground Or maybe were falling.. Into a pattern endless Endless of us knowing We stand on solid ground Or maybe were falling... Down Our eyes speak volumes worthy Of what words cant spare Our flame is flickering Or maybe we dont care About how bright our way is As long as we know where Our flame is flickering Maybe we dont .... Care I wish you would I wish that you could just... I wish you would Bring back the part of me That always used to be... Me
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