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There's a difference betwen running
And trying to put something behind you
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This is the only thing  I can figure out to help me over come the past.
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
Were we made to bear another's burden
I would take all your pain
Rattle it out on piano keys
Show you its frailty
Leaves leaping to freedom inside the funnel cloud

I would take your emptiness
Cut it through cello strings
Show you its beauty
The struggle of fire to get outside of itself

I could hold your fear
Beat it like a drum
Show you its purpose
Just because a wave can't be contained doesn't make it any less beautiful

I would cherish your love
Sing it to the stars
Show you that you belong
We all burn to be in the sun, why be surprised that I would burn for you?
05/21/2014

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