All is number, all is time
Bitter histories and losing my mind
This chilly conversation's tired
It's all been done
It's all been said
It's all been tragic in my head
It's all been done
It's all been said
We are homesick space stations
Thrusting hungry fingers towards the sun
Cross this sparkling chasm, come
It's all been done
It's all been said
It's all been tragic in my head
It's all been done
It's all been said
But I'm not ready to regret
Writing sentences in the dark
I'm marking time, clutching for the right words in the right order
We are shadow walkers
Shit talkers needlessly filling empty air
Dumbly accepting of this particular drama
We can stand with the fire at our backs
Innocent, comfortable, numb
But this pale meat craves sweeter sleep
Visions of dancing in the bright, with you
It's all been done
It's all been said
It's all been tragic in my head
It's all been done
It's all been said
But I'm not ready to regret

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