| I felt my vocal chords weakening
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| I felt my concave thoughts
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| I felt my voluntary blindness
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| For staring straight into the sun
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| The romantic air of your eye patch
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| Called me across the room
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| I clung there and I danced with you, silent
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| Admired your divine tattoo
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| We slept in the shadow of a cedar tree
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| We made love on the rising tide
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| We smelled the perfume of the waxing moon
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| We dreamt of all friendships kind
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| We touched the blood of the black cat
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| We pet the mammoth day of tears
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| In the flickering light we were laughing
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| Necessity conquers fear
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| Don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t let yourself be lost
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| Don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t let yourself be lost
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| Dreaming, we were stones in black stillness
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| Dreaming of the death of the sun
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| Waking to a world of white windiness
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| Painted eyes of the holy ones
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| The death of the word was upon us And the discipline of the wind
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| We see less and less all the time, dear
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| Just look at this mess we are in Don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t let yourself be lost
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| Don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t lose yourself be lost
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| Staring at the entrance to the mind
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| I had prayed for your wounds to close
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| Tiger ointment and a cosmic collision
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| And the crucifixion of the rose
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| Don’t lose yourself, don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t lose yourself, don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t lose yourself, don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t lose yourself, don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t let yourself be lost
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| Don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t lose yourself be lost
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| Don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t let yourself be lost
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| Don’t lose yourself
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| Don’t lose yourself be lost |