The coffins of my daydreams have all been shut, one by one
All the words are trapped inside it, without them I'm just a son
We watch the seeds of all things new, get planted in our hearts
The blessed will all get lifetimes but we didn't even get a start

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And I better shape up, before the next far fetched love flies away
Don't you better move on, before you run out of guilted words to say
And aren't I better on the blind side where you don't see my cry, and you don't hear my pain
Won't it seem so simple. And easy. I'm lost and strange.

Losing something that you never had is hard enough
Curiosity killed the cat but at least she got a touch
We see the seeds have all been sown, on just another plane
I'll see you fall in love with just another not-me again

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