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[00:04.68]Put your coat on, this city trembles.
[00:11.90]Keep your chin up, as you untangle God
[00:23.42]From cold blood and bruises.
[00:32.17]We are X-rays of something broken.
[00:39.43]Cursive bloodlines write every forecast:
[00:46.10]An orchestration Of dissonance and innocent surrender.
[01:03.96]When our color dies,
[01:09.27]We will bury the ashes of time,
[01:17.46]And we will earn new eyes.
[01:26.70]Wrists get tired rewriting futures.
[01:33.31]Our bodies beg us to be creatures of habit.
[01:44.43]We are creatures of habit.
[01:57.93]Only with careful hands
[02:03.47]We'll turn their fangs into feathers and cures.
[02:11.46]Only with careful hands
[02:20.96]We'll divide the prisoner from the pioneer.
[02:38.19]Clever beauty,
[02:41.72]Umbrellas folding.
[02:45.01]In architecture, our lines will measure a map to find us
[02:54.24]Blue ink will guide us home.
[03:05.20]Cranes are creeping, lifting metal,
[03:08.89]We will find new ways to settle,
[03:12.14]Tipping scales from the killer to its prey.
[03:19.07]I can feel the weight around us,
[03:21.90]Climbing every rib inside us,
[03:25.30]A sanctuary in a lion's mouth