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It's fair to say it's not okThe way things worked out this timeAnd I'm lying on the floor, crumpled up once morePinned by the weight of our loss
But I crave the salt packed in the wounds of my faults
Standing all alone, sole pine in a clear-cut zoneIt won't be long before I fallBut just maybe the waste around meWill gain root and reach for the blue
But I crave the salt packed in the wounds of myFaults were too much; I kicked out the comfort and the crutch
I am; you are; we are no longerConnected at the heart, we have become untetheredLike astronauts floating away from each otherHelpless to change direction, direction
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