Please don't touch me now
I'll find peace somehow
This is not an end
You forget that light bends
You come home
And the room is spinning
Faster than the record we put on
My eyes are filling with salt
Oh, this is no one's fault
Turn the lights down
Maybe in the dark you won't seem so far
How much hope exists
When waiting for a sleeping limb to awaken
You come around
And no ordinary people stop and take a seat
Just to watch our eyes meet
And how far the ground is from morphing
You talk of lovers like picking flowers from a tree
While you sit and pick the parts you like off of me
I know you love this cryptic mystery
Living without borders doesn't mean you're living free
Turn the lights down
Maybe in the dark you won't seem so far
How much hope exists
When waiting for a sleeping limb to awaken
To awaken
To awaken

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