You are my blanked out pages All the wasted spaces The old weapons vanished Spit blood at dawn, closed forever
You're an ivory icon Held in glass, captive You're a falling column Sharp little teeth kiss goodnight
He was upside down and drifting in an Endless ocean of night The terror came in waves, each one Pushing him further from the shore
You are a fractured mirror Silver paper in the wind A desperate measure Sharp little circuits of fever
I can feel the unslept hours See all the traces I can hear the ticking of clocks Old record running down You can't replace it You get distracted by the sound
He hears an ocean in the dial tone Every night, after the sleeping pill goes down He wants to believe that he doesn't exist He's everywhere and he's nowhere all at once
We'll fill the blanked out page We'll burn the traces We'll turn the unslept hours to days Old record running down We'll flip it over and sing the songs We've never heard.
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