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Your need fills the hollow in me |
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You hit speed to slow the solemn in you |
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There's a time and a place |
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But this isn't it, this isn't it |
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Can I live with the hole? |
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Leaving you behind leaves |
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Without the plan or the plough |
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It gets bigger the seed |
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Of doubt, the seed |
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Like the click of a camera |
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The world's stopped for my scrutiny |
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I can magnify raindrops |
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And see what they slice through |
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I can push back forgotten |
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And ring in the new, ring in the new |
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Can I live with the space? |
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Leaving you behind leaves |
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Without wanting a light |
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Constellations appear |
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Is this my course? |
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With doubts? |
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Your need fills the hollow in me |
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Can I still fill the hollow in you? |
