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If I close my eyes, And I count to five, Will your god come down, And make me feel alive? If I watch the clock That's ticking away, Will I find relief? Is that safe to say? If I feel the beats, Of my heart in my throat, Will I learn to sing The most beautiful notes? If I take one breath, Strong as hurricanes, Can I storm away, Like the sideways rain? If I take the hand You graciously offer, Will the nightmares end? Please get him off her! If I tap my foot, Impatiently so, How long will it take For you to let go?
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Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 12:27 AM UTC
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If I close my eyes, And I count to five, Will your god come down, And make me feel alive? If I watch the clock That's ticking away, Will I find relief? Is that safe to say? If I feel the beats, Of my heart in my throat, Will I learn to sing The most beautiful notes? If I take one breath, Strong as hurricanes, Can I storm away, Like the sideways rain? If I take the hand You graciously offer, Will the nightmares end? Please get him off her! If I tap my foot, Impatiently so, How long will it take For you to let go?
I wrote this to the beat of "The Boy With the Coin" by Iron & Wine
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Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 12:27 AM UTC
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