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You Wanted The Words
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Silently read the words. Not even spoken, unheard
Ten minutes being The One. Trips off the tip of his tongue
A hidden meaning for you
Something that carries you through
Left you with unopened thoughts
and the items you bought
And here’s a picture of you. What did you want it to do?
Demand a glance? Fill in some blanks?
Do you remember it too?
Do you think he thinks about you?
You wanted the words
You wanted the words
The world you live in looks nice. Its deepest oceans in ice
So high it doesn’t feel real . So high it doesn’t feel real
It’s protection for you
Protection for you
You wanted the words
Into your world
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I’m starting to tune out because that’s what I really need to. I’m trying to opt out of the clause that says that ‘I Have To…’
Dreaming of being where I’m not. Thinking of something this is not.
I’m trying the long way round because I think something that you don’t. I’m staying out of your way in places I know that you don’t.
Dreaming of something you are not. Thinking of somewhere you are not.
An obligation that holds you. Responsibility to do something you don’t really want.
The mechanism works for you. Responsibility to do something you don’t really want.
An obligation that holds you. Responsibility to do something you don’t really want.
The mechanism works for you. Responsibility to do something you don’t really want.
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Like a pear in an apple tree
My favourite wave that’s lost at sea
Like a snowflake in the heat
Confused whale washed to the beach
Like a river on the moon
Piano keys played out of tune
Like the clown at a wake
Something broken and hard to take
But I like who I am when I’m with you
Tiny fibres in your skin
The crack in everything
Glass half empty, an empty cup
An invitation to give up
A tidal wave in your street
Something you cannot repeat
An unknown town in a cul-de-sac
Abandoned car the tyres flat
But I like who I am when I’m with you
Silent journey to the coast
Something you might want the most
Stopping on a staircase halfway up
An invitation to give up
But I like who I am when I'm with you
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