Where are you standing
When you tell me that your feet
Don't touch the ground?
You’ll speak of expansion
You may find it hard
To make up from down
Label me something
That you'd never call yourself
Could it be your hiding from something
Hiding from yourself?
I'll just wait here in broken arms
When you tell me that your feet
Don't touch the ground?
You’ll speak of expansion
You may find it hard
To make up from down
Label me something
That you'd never call yourself
Could it be your hiding from something
Hiding from yourself?
I'll just wait here in broken arms
( Farside )
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