Is it dawn or is it dusk?
Morning calm or evening rush?
I don't care either way
light of a low sun locked in place
Once you told me it was cheap
to think we don't have all the time we need
We can find centuries
in the pause between each heartbeat
Our shadows slow,
Oh won't you follow,
won't you
Take my hand under the tangled arms of the willow tree
Let time shape us into something we never thought we'd be
And it feels like we could live
lifetimes in a single breath
So let it out slowly now
Maybe this day will last somehow
Take my hand under the tangled arms of the willow tree
Let time shape us into something we never thought we'd be

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