can anyone hear it beat? my heart is swollen from the dry summer heat, and you lost me at the goodbye, shattering windows till the heathen can fly. i believe in collision when the world seems to gather whats been lost in this ether. and im under these floorboards, i can grasp their precision, i'm released from these lines. when we return, why now why wait. and i've kept my arms right here, they're open. and im left alone, i'm so alone. when we return, why now why wait. these leaves rip at my insides.
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