Relent Lying on the bedroom wall, Tapping on the ceiling, Waiting for the disconnect To take away all feeling, Take these bonds and drive them to the furthest deepest sea, Let them sink and never, Keep a soul from being free. The bird that sings the sweetest, Shatters glass when feathers tear, Familiar as dissolving dreams, Posture starts to wear. Stones are left unturned, The grains of sand fall through, the clasp of shaking hands, Trying to hold you.
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