1. |
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As the silk churns discreetly
I invade its quiet
I convert its dignity into the fabric of desire.
Yet I myself am left untouched,
Like dry sand by the shoreline.
I hover over the fire, afraid of its puncture
Waiting to be set ablaze
by a love not yet returned.
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2. |
Remain
03:27
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There's so little space between us
Could it be habitual?
No room to stand between us
No longer what I'm longing for
I couldn't, I shouldn't, I don't know how
To remember it, recover it
I couldn't, I shouldn't, I don't know how
To stop doubting it
Could I become unstuck
After the clock's already struck?
Is it too late to let my love be new again?
Or I could remain, could I remain
Keeping it all the same
Save my words for another day
It used to be so convincing
The way our eyes would dart across
I'd hover in every instance
But now it's gone; the moment's lost
I couldn't, I shouldn't, I don't know how
To remember it, recover it
I couldn't, I shouldn't, I don't know how
To stop doubting it
Could I become unstuck
After the clock's already struck?
Is it too late to let my love be new again?
Or I could remain, could I remain
Keeping it all the same
Save my words for another day
For another day, for another day
Save my words for another day
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3. |
Fated
03:21
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I close my eyes and think of all the ways that I could be again
And feel anew
Oh, I let myself become another version with a different hue
A different hue
And I temp myself
With the fantasy of immediacy
I I torment myself
With the fantasy of now
But maybe we were fated - fated to wait and there's still a chance?
Fated
And all I need is a little bit of patience
Stop myself
I know there's something different in the way I'm not
Ashamed to love
Oh, I let myself embrace another vision even if it takes
All that I have
And I temp myself
With the fantasy of immediacy
I I torment myself
With the fantasy of now
But maybe we were fated - fated to wait and there's still a chance?
Fated
And all I need is a little bit of patience
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4. |
Mirror Hour
01:14
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Spring
02:36
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I feel awake, I don't know how to explain it
I could admit that I feel something, for once
But I don't want to give everything I know
To undo the ways that I have gone
I feel estranged, I don't see how I could reason
This feeling urging me through changes of season
When I awoke into spring, I became everything
I never thought I'd become
In the spring I'll look for nothing to remind me of what's passed - it's over
In the spring I'll look for no one
I will let you come to me
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