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An observational peace
Tired poet on a tall hill, sinks to his knees
Isn't what we came here to see, oh no
Deprived of sleep for a week
Strung out on some new-found, emotional peak
Gotten too late to fall asleep
By some literary bend
A crueler twist of fate, than I could amend
Dialed your number, but it didn't reach the other end
All this time I swore it was me
Take a look in this mirror, tell me what you see
Maybe I'm just afraid of who I'd be
An older version of myself
Singing songs of a part of you that died in me
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Foreign to Me
03:37
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Please just help me to see
All of the things you see in me
If I can't see them myself, how can you not have a doubt?
Scars all over myself, you just see beauty
Please, just please, keep seeing right though me
Know I don't know you that well, but you're all I need
I will help you to see
You were created, perfectly
If you can't see it yourself, I'll remind you til you figure it out
Scars all over yourself, I've just seen beauty
Please just please, keep seeing right through me
Know I don't know you that well, but you're all I need
You're becoming the ground beneath my feet
My shortcomings, have never seemed so foreign to me
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Daydream
04:30
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A winter day
Spent dreaming of summer nights
Would it feel the same,
Cast in an auburn light?
You're feeling safe
Trapped inside with familiar sights
I'm going insane
Knowing I don't have, any right
Do you care for me too?
Do you think of me too?
Cause I'm thinking of you
Will I see you soon?
Cause I don't wanna wait another week or two
Do you need this too?
Don't wanna run you away with how I think of you
Do you care for me too?
Do you think of me too?
Cause I'm thinking of you
Do you see a change too?
Do you feel this way too?
Cause I wouldn't mind a change or two
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Sputter
03:41
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How are you doing?
I hope that you're happy
I hope that you moved on
With or without me
I watched you from, a secret place
Brush me away, like hair out of your face
Too fucked up to ask you to stay
Blew all my chances anyway
Do you think about me,
Like I've thought about you all along?
Do you ever feel sorry,
Things got so fucked up and so wrong?
Know it's not fair me asking
So I'll just say it in a song
And when I think you aren't listening
Mouth moves your lips, I see you're singing along
It's hard to see
The finality, of it all
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