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lost in fiction
02:22
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the wind rises to meet me
my words on the breeze
calling out, saying prayers that you'll
meet me there
do i care? i care so deeply
and meekly i stare at my-
self in the mirror,
hoping your reflection will appear
ear to ear my mouth would spread and spring
elation in my head
if only you'd appear
i wish for you
wish wishing became reality
wish for me
wish my eyes out, wish my mind away so sweetly
will you appear before me?
will you become real to me?
will you give yourself to me?
can i give myself to this dream?
would that make me feel more free?
would i find happiness for me?
could i go peacefully?
i close my eyes and count to three
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2. |
cold hands
03:10
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i've got cold hands
too cold to play songs
too weak to play for long
i've got cold lips
too cold to sing songs
too broken to look good on me
i have soft teeth
too soft to eat my favourite foods with anymore
my old pleasures have left me feeling sore
and i have weak knees
too worn away inside
to hold up my head, my hands or my mind
my body is failing me
far before it should
my hands are failing me
long before they should
my body is failing me
far before it should be
my hands are failing me
they fail me so completely
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3. |
in the fields
02:45
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last night in the fields
i saw it there
blinking in the darkness
humming in the air
shape of a stranger
pressing to the sky
moving incongruous
to my eyes
where was it going?
how will it get there?
is it worth knowing?
secrets all laid bare
i followed it, i ran
into liquid night
i couldn't give it up
this electrifying sight
i pursued til my legs
gave out under me
and i cried out in the darkness
until i drifted to my restless sleep
where was it going?
how did it get there?
was it worth knowing?
is it worth my care?
where am i going?
how will i get there?
is it worth knowing?
my future laid bare
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there is a space between here and the past
of equal parts comfort and torment
memory is a double-edged sword and i swing it often
cutting through my own head
time is a blessing i'm told giving me the room i need
to tighten my hold on life
but i beg to differ when i am left lonely
with hours to pass through the night
i remember all my birthdays
since the age of three
and i recall my saddest times with
painful accuracy
i remember the first time that
i let down my friends
and i recall the last time that i
let them down again
memory is a two-edged blade, as sharp as yesterday
a danger to myself
holding my past and taking it with me
but if not with me then where else?
if i had the choice to live it all again
and maybe even fix my mistakes
i'd take my chances living with the memories
and give the future everything i can make
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5. |
shine
03:14
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one day in the far flung future
when the world recedes away
when i'm all caught up on laundry
and the dishes have been put away
when i am resting calmly
when the week has gone my way
it's gonna shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
it's gonna shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
it's gonna shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
it's gonna shine every day
my fantasy is simple
no wealth or power for me
no name spelled out in lights
and no cameras on me
my dream is to live softly
to make and sing as i please
and it'll be fine, fine, fine, fine, fine
it'll be fine, fine, fine, fine, fine
my life will be fine, fine, fine, fine, fine
and that's all there is to my dream
the odds are in my favour
i can feel it coming now
and if it happens is no question
the question is how will it ever
shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
how's it gonna shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
for me
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