I thought that loneliness would kill eventually
It holds a mirror but when broken you are free
And someday I'll be just that singer
But singing is alright
Invited lovers but just never very far
I kept the space for you, I wonder where you are
There's always fire on the foothills
In my dream of you
Why does it have to be I can't fall out of love
It must look hopeless to the vultures up above
But I don't need to be a winner
I hope I taste alright
I will be upright and leave wrecks upon my sea
And starve the fire on the foothills of our dreams
And someday I'll be just that singer
But singing is alright
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