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I press on with the hope that I died in the name of science, and yet it’s so

surreal

Open fire, restless ocean

Let me transmit thoughts through you

She longs for a second set of hands playing along at her grand piano

I’d give her mine if it weren’t for the distance between her and I

Well I never had a way with words

You always knew just what to say

I cannot breathe, so could we step outside?

‘Cause I can’t trust myself

Hand to God, I am one with the sun

Please forgive me

When you hear this in a few more centuries, will you still be there waiting for

me?

This won’t be the end of us, I swear

I could never stay as calm as you do

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