Build me a bridge, burn me a fire
Is something in my empty hands
Fill it with light, fear me tonight
A figure that you would understand
Up until dawn, sweat on your palms
Feeling you pour me in nothing
Under again, under my skin
Guiding me through this heart of fear
Sweet things build on these
Sweet things, build on me
Sweet things build on these
Sweet things, bring to me
Sing in my head, an appertain
Circling momentum, round and round
Crunching my thirst, first for my thoughts
Second to fill my silent mind
Sweet things build on these
Sweet things, build on me
Sweet things build on these
Sweet things, bring to me
Sweet things build on these
Sweet things, build on me
Sweet things build on these
Sweet things, bring to me

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