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On flying platforms we cling to
The edges of supporting structures
Balancing ourselves between the ending and the end.
You turned to me to summarize
Our weekend was glass eyed and energetic
But I wished you'd never said it
As we turned into the sky
I hope you're catching this
We're sleeping without mattresses
The cold metallic surfaces
Were perfect for our purposes
So draw on me with yellow pen
And colour all our instruments
I'll give you all my energy
If you will run away with me
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Silhouettes shifting, we move quickly
Keep my head down so I'm looking at the ground
Needles covering my face and neck
To the point where you and I intersect
We're unseen 'till our bodies turn green and get pressed to the floor.
Still remember what you wore
Cover me in pieces of people you need
And rebuild my brain with everything you read.
Our skin heals when its locked together
So let's stand somewhere we won't be affected by the weather
They'll never see the shapes on your eyelid
And can't trace this place like I did.
So think what we did today
And let the night peel off and break away
The end is irrelevant, even the start
We can probably let go of the dark.
So let's start letting go of the dark.
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People In My Room
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