A scattering of birds closing around
Into a seamlessness of form
Into a corner of my mind
Untouched, untrod places
Reality’s out the window once I dream
In those dreams
Will always be aware of
The vices of mine that makes me find in you
All the poetry and grace
That makes me live , once you have gone
Where you have gone? Only time will tell
Into a seamlessness of form
Into a corner of my mind
Untouched, untrod places
Reality’s out the window once I dream
In those dreams
Will always be aware of
The vices of mine that makes me find in you
All the poetry and grace
That makes me live , once you have gone
Where you have gone? Only time will tell
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