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I hold you up to see my faded face
Like a thinness shedding
Skin and light
I peel my red side
And I’ve been bled out
I’ve been bled out
By the darkest beat
On grey stone
By the darkest heat
You send a sparkler

Sorrowed clicking contours
We move on a dusty dance floor
We’re sending strings between us
See-saw towards our centres
We are deserted
And we deserve it
By the darkest beat
On grey stone
By the darkest heat
We’re sending sparklers

You send me string and I will tie a web
Between the two of us a fragile bed
Open the ceiling and close the door
I write my name in string across the floor
You send me string and I will tie a web
Between the two of us a fragile bed
Tilt the blinds and I will close the door
We write our names in silver on the wall
You send me string and I will tie a web
Between the two of us a fragile bed
Tilt the blinds and I will close the door
I write my name in string across the floor
Tilt the blinds and I will close the door
Tilt the blinds and I will close the door

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from Some Kind Of Eden, released September 7, 2012
P&C 2012 Claire Duncan

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