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Swindle my fibers, and tremble thine bones
down the long path I travel alone.
The world slowly drips and melts itself away
storming the past and forcing it to sway.
A sad life, a cold life, something drawn out far along
that tremble in your voice, that old silent heart's song.
Tremble, shake, quiver, then intertwine
the rolling crash of hearts melding back with time.
Simple
Dashing
Dependent on the sun
Reminiscence our differences
To combine and form as one.
A touch, a splatter, the heart throws it out
Shattering the planes of time, the dead arise to shout.
Stumble, crawl, walk, then run
Across the rolling fields of glass, surrounded by the sun.
The meagerness of time, it sweeps itself away
leaving behind the feelings to dwindle down and pay.
You hold on to the past, and you climb up so high
up above, you sit on your line, and I'm left to stare and wonder why.
To scared to go through it,
to scared to come back,
to scared for your heart to sway
pounce, rear
then attack!
I can show you the world
and its wonders anew
my heart lies wide open,
for me and for you.
Together were strong, a reckoning force
something to stir and cause the world to remorse
Together we stand, and sing out to the sun
the heartaches of a life and the challenges we've undone.
Swindle my fibers, then tremble my bones
down the long path I don't travel alone.
Ive got one by my side, for me to hold up unto,
the wonder of worlds, and my darling, that's you.
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