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in fog
at night
in rain
oh my
lay me down
arms across the branches
rest well, my friend
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leaves
02:03
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(for sure)
we're living through the same set of eyes
and flawed they are, we stumble through every day and night
(i feel like I've been sleeping forever
i did make that up)
i'm finding pieces of you wrapped in my speech
i see you when I walk around
i see you in the trees
i feel you when I stumble down
i hear you in the leaves
slow down and go to sleep
i see you when I walk around
i see you in the trees
i feel you when I stumble down
i hear you in the leaves
slow down and go to sleep
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river
02:54
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i'm feeling smaller every day
i think i belong here, think i'm your friend
i'll be pretty like the flowers in a few years
across your bed
i've lived a life of getting stepped on
and somewhere in the tumble my corners rounded off
until the nineteen little flames eat up the air
blow them out, open your eyes, and he's not there
i will be pretty when i die
i will be pretty when i die
and don't you understand?
when i say i'm sad, i mean it
i will be pretty when i die
lay her down
i will be pretty when i die
lay me down
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kite
00:51
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cicadas
02:50
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if i kissed you, you’d turn to a puddle
(i think its been three months? four months?
i remember looking in the mirror and just bawling)
i love you like a bug in a bottle
i love you even if its just a little
i see how the leaves all sing for you
please don’t let me go
you’ve gotta see the trees down here
they smiled when we touched down
i love you like a bug in a bottle
i love you even if its just a little
i see how the leaves all cry for you
i love you like a bug in a bottle
i love you even if its just a little
i know how the leaves all sing/cry for you
do you hear so many pretty cicadas?
do you hear so many pretty cicadas?
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flowers
04:52
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ravens are circling
it's all coming to a boil
it's not anything i’m worth
not much more than the soil
there's a blight in these woods
ground has gone black
the place where he stood
tore my letter and laughed
somnambulant thoughts
let way to crisis and fear
telling me I lost
the things I hold dear
set forth from the fog
it's all in plain view
not a ghost, not a friend
it's a child, it's you
i hope when a storm comes
canyons forming in your chest
you can think of all our years
and this running comes to a rest
know I’ll do anything for you
now I'm scared, cause I finally have something to lose
years and years it’s this I give
run just like a little kid
i've picked up the pieces
from a glass once shattered
(i am my own)
i've run out of
things to make us
(i am what I choose)
i miss you
(know that)
know that
know that
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