I would dry your eyes if it
meant drowning in your tears

I would calm your demons if it
meant falling with your fears

I would fight your struggles if it
meant suffering your strife

I would trade your death if it
meant giving you my life

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If only there could have been
some type of an in-between
That could take me for awhile
to a world that I've never seen

It's not that I want to come
It's just I don't want to go
It's not that I want a high
It's just I don't want a low

I don't want myself without
But I don't want myself within
I don't want to commit to good
But I don't want to commit to sin 

It's not that I want to win
It's just I don't want to lose
It's not that I want a mystery
It's just I don't want the clues

I don't want to say hello 
But I don't want to say goodbye
I don't want myself to live
But I don't want myself to die

If only there could have been
some type of an in-between
That could take me for awhile
to a world that I've never seen

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Let me take your heart
to where it should lie,
in a place that consists
of only you and I

Let me take your heart 
to where it should be,
in a world that exists
for only you and me

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I live in my own world
Inside of this cruel world
Awaiting the next world

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I wander these crowded streets
Foreign, reserved, and alone
A past memory never repeats
Distant, concealed, and unknown

My eyes recollect the places
But the places appear much older
My heart will connect to the faces
But the faces appear far colder  

The strangers will pass me by
Ordinary, humble, or proud
Their voices will laugh and sigh
Composed, quiet, or loud

I walked once through this door
But the door remains never open
I felt belonging here once before
But the before remains now broken

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I had more love for the
reflection of your shadow,
than you had ever had
for the entirety of my soul

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