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There’s a breeze in the air

Clawing for attention and the blink of an eye

Well I had a clue way before it took a hold of me, but

Lost in my dreams I believed in my divinity

Once upon a time there was a girl who sang poems

Woven for the shivers of the tattered children’s

Corners

And she is scolded my intentional lack of concentration

She pointed out my gibberish was leaving smudges at the

Edges

And I said 'bask in the glorious blur of shattered

Borders

And don’t be surprised at my callousness to callers

I’m coming closer to the light so bright

And the story that I’ve written to them all ends in a

Postcard

Postcard, postcard, postcard'

Well the walls crashing down and I’m trapped by

Indecision

The choice is all mine, it overwhelms my sense of

Vision and the sweetness

The sweetness of my freedom was buried and the breeze

Spreads the dust like disease

The story that I’ve written to them all ends with a

Postcard, a postcard

The story that I’ve written to them all ends with a

Postcard, a postcard

The story that I’ve written to them all ends with a

Postcard

And that cryptic written message says I wish you were

Here

The story that I’ve written to them all ends with a

Postcard, a postcard

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