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I thought I heard a plane crashing, but
Now I think it was your passion snapping.
I think you saw me confronting my fear, it
Went up with a bottle and went down with the beer and
I think you ought to stay away from here
There are ghosts in the walls and they
Crawl in your head through your ear.
I think I saw you in my sleep, lover,
I think I saw you in my dreams you were
Stitching up the seams on every mangled promise
That your body couldn't keep.
I think I saw you in my sleep.
I know that someday you'll be sleeping, darling.
Likely dreaming off the pain.
I hope you'll hear me in the streetlights humming,
softly breathing out your name.
I know that even with the seams stitched tightly,
darling scars will remain.
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