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"Developments - Hands Like Houses" Key of F#
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We get in our own waFy, tripping on our feeBt.
Filling up our headFs too much with words too hard to speaBk.
Drowning in a plaD#mce, where the night cannot escapBe, commit ourselves inFto the
depths, exposed against a pagBe.
D#mCaught in a phraCse, an echo in our minFds, a flD#mash, a floCod, and it's D#mburned
into our eyes.
FI can't explain Cenough, and I won't let it Flast the night.
I'll Cshow you that the image is still there unseFen.
FIt's darkest before the ligCht, if we shut our eyFes to see the Cthings that we
have lost inside the lines betweeBn.
BBetween the black and whiCte, where everything goes gD#mrey, and everything's
Cunsaid, undone, and the negative bleeds awaBy to reveal the memoCry that we've
waited for so lD#mong for the image shifts and the acCid drips down the paper to
the floor.
D#mCaught in a phraCse, an echo in our minFds, a flD#mash, a floCod, and it's D#mburned
into our eyes.
FI can't explain Cenough, and I won't let it Flast the night.
I'll Cshow you that the image is still there unseFen.
FIt's darkest before the ligCht, if we shut our eyFes to see the Cthings that we
have lost inside the lines betweeBn.
We're so nervous to D#msee if we've Clet too much iBn, Fif we, if we were D#mout of
focus or Cout of frame.
FI know it's a moment of D#mtruth, if a CrecollFection reflects reality, D#m
or if it's Clost forever.
FI can't explain Cenough, and I won't Flet it Blast the night.
I'll show you thCat the image is still there unseFen.
FIt's darkest before the ligCht, if we shut our eyFes to see the Cthings that we
have lost inside the lines betweFen.
FI can't explain enouCgh, and I won't let itD#m lasCt.
The image is still there, unseFen.
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