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Distant lights as distance grows.
Do I make ground?
You are night as I am warm.
Do I lie down?
On and on and on away we drift.
Innocence is where you follow.
I believe the curves we kiss, all the way down.

And they see inside.
And they barely breathe.
And the sun will rise.
And they'll come to see.
And they seem to show.
Would you rather leave?
With your sould beside.
Will you barely breathe?

he sits among the rest, buried in his seat. the clatter of the crowd is drowning out his speech. he turns to look at us, a mirror burned in deep. he wonders who you are, you wonder what he means. we are the matched and numbered ones. we have been placed in all their codes. you may be blessed by your own, you may be blessed by your own ghost. she makes the driver blush with pains of tongues and knees. she opens up the car leaving air to breathe. the moments all messed up with lanes that bleed in sheets that cover up our tracks and lead us to her keep. we are the matched and numbered ones who live in constant disrepair. you may be blessed by your own, you may be blessed by your own ghost. here i'm stressing over fallen angels with cause to cover. we are the matched and numbered ones who live in constant disrepair. you may be blessed by your own, you may be blessed by your own ghost.

he sits among the rest, buried in his seat. the clatter of the crowd is drowning out his speech. he turns to look at us, a mirror burned in deep. he wonders who you are, you wonder what he means. we are the matched and numbered ones. we have been placed in all their codes. you may be blessed by your own, you may be blessed by your own ghost. she makes the driver blush with pains of tongues and knees. she opens up the car leaving air to breathe. the moments all messed up with lanes that bleed in sheets that cover up our tracks and lead us to her keep. we are the matched and numbered ones who live in constant disrepair. you may be blessed by your own, you may be blessed by your own ghost. here i'm stressing over fallen angels with cause to cover. we are the matched and numbered ones who live in constant disrepair. you may be blessed by your own, you may be blessed by your own ghost

Is your faith a bird in darkness?
Broken glass.
A moments note.
Flash of lights strobes ages.
End will lie?
The windows broke.
We're destroyed by you.
Blue storms that roll.

bound to own all of our dreams.
intimate love affair with common man themes.
you'll come quick and you'll come here now a fool to make it all erase.
you stand where you fall,
you climb when you cave,
your looks spent the life your body would pay.
you're a minute thin when the time is always right.
you've already americanized your thoughts.

simple seams with single lines that operate with poised precision. we'll orchestrate and bend with time and all the strings will fade with fury. laced with light, all divine the angels sing what is rippled runs in circles all combined which bleeds the seams of sin and sanctity. and we'll lay low till it's close to call, we'll search to sever the calvary song. wel'l look for signs of flashing lights, we'll search to sever the calvary. send down circles that won't subside. in reverence we search to find these compact people with sloped designs. we slip on in and learn to drive these slimmed down people with molded lines. we shape and bend, we modify amorphic people are soon defined. (lay it over lay it on) we'll search and sever the calvary song.

so this is how it is without your love. so this is perfectly fitting that i sense your body rising up. you're a comfort to taste but i wake to no one there. so you're tracing over all these curves cut in you. so you traced then all to me. and i'm afraid that it's out on me and it's all so clear now. the word is out on me that i'll finally be found. somebody's tracing over, somebody's dragging over, somebody's tracing over me. this is how it is without you. you are the tap that's reaching me. volcano eyes that keep me warm i turn for heat but i wake to no one there. so you've traced my number. so you've gathered it all up. so you're catching up to me. tracing on the line that made me free.

seasonal its gonna change seasonal its back and forth again cure the cause cause will change cure it all will be back again seasonal its all the same seasonal right here seasonal youre gonna change seasonal right in front of me feel you made a mistake see these colors will change right in front of me the stars have warned if the stars are made while the sailors gone then the bow will break around the lunar moon if the sun has changed by the time im gone then im to blame for the set of one and the stars were made right in front of me

you won't move so i won't follow this used and makeshift path. born to serve, born seductive to regulate our surges. you will lie close. you will lie covered. i won't stare and i won't stall you as you turn to make your stand among the walking apparitions that fade among the living. you will lie close. you will lie covered. i will force aside the common revelation that we'll formalize this constant evolution. here were stand striped and starving as a stopped and tailored man. we buy our lives and learn to spend it with swift and held hands. we're the answer that came before the goal (refrain). we're no answer at all. you and i were made for each other, like heroes fall we will fall, you and i have made the mistake to hear the call hear our call. i'm a dreamer and you're a taker. sin for the soul and savor the labor. why are the kids and the cowards all in line?

and i'm here and i'm special and i'm the one who turns you out. and i'm here and i'm a wreck for the total loss of our last crash. you are the savior you are the woman bleeding me. you're the stigmata that i starve for and i pray the lord i keep, the sign that keeps reminding me. and i move too close, when heat embodies me. and i stop to call beating hearts i ring. and i assume too much like breathing when i sleep. may not be innocent, may not carry you on the way. may not be innocent, you'll walk the miracle mile with me. and i soothe the warmth that keeps in time with me, and i assume you know it keeps time with me. and we consumer it all and breed like gods last men and i assume you know i'll see you when i wake. and i see the right direction got miles to go with miles to go with miles around. and i see the time is right for, the time is yours, the time is now.

and i hear the stars have fallen he finally rests his eyes on the contract he finally laid his eyes on her red dress he finally lost his eyes in the contrast the steel rides up again he finally his line on the man he finally claims his ties on the land he finally rests his eyes on the contract he finally lost his eyes in her red dress he finally lost his eyes in the contract he slowly runs his eyes through her red dress the steel rides up again he finally lays his line on the man he finally lays his ties on the land he finally lost his eyes on the contract to feel the same and i hear the counselors on his way to make this cancer change and i hear the counselor on his way and i feel tip top and full of shame i feel the counselors on his way and i feel the stars will change and i feel the counselors on his way to fill the contract fill it with these days feel the contrast fill it with these days with a breath it tenses with a breath you tense on me feel that contract a portrait in the light of same if this is alive keep me honestly recognize im a man recognize what i could have been

down here we're caught under the waste of our dilutions that fell among the quake. help me try to understand the great diversion that came and tore us down. lean onto me, lean into you. comfort i once knew slowly disappears. reverberate, shaking at the core. holding up your own by letting go our grasp. don't say a thing, don't move a word. shallow like your breath you hold while you're under these lights that bury you. we claw and mark like animals, they show the scars we hide too well. notice you're awake dreaming while you walk. halls we create are closing in on us. you're tired so let's turn the lights out. you're tired so let's shut it off. it's time to count all the victims that were caught in our last explosion. we are the couple called suicide. we are the red cross white flag. you're tired so let's turn the lights out, you're tired so let's shut it off.

turn around. turn to me. maybe you're the one who's overrated. this painted town is blinding me, silver shock in its glow. trust the moving colors. trust the random actions. this normal life, it's not so simple. gate our conversation from their armored rumors. this normal life is not so simple. predatory profiling is causing me to change shape. form their own illusions, form of metamorphosing. it's escaping me to keep it in. let it all fall simple. let the color wash away. your motor sensors let them in to stimulate the moments, this time it's not your timing, this time it's not your timing. flash forms of skin and ink are marvels of the new world. this time it's not your timing.

the citizens are looking quite the same but then again we are check the files and learn its not ok to go quite that far I guess well take it back assuming thats ok tenants took all the medical files I guess ill do the same assuming that this conversation will allow us to get by suitcase is all weve got suitcase and atoms allow us to get by suitcase and atoms are all weve got I guess well take it all not a trace of where you hide all the medical files to keep me in the straight assuming that this conversation allows us to get by suitcase is all weve got