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We're sifting, we're waiting,
We forced those syllables out for a deeper sound.
I’ll wait, I’ll wait,
these words will stretch.
I’ll wait, I’ll wait,
through memory.
I’ll wait, I’ll wait,
Our history is a pulse that drives always taking our side.
I don’t know how to name it, I just know that I dreamt this.
I know by the way you’re looking
We feel the room breathe, our lips agree.
I’ll wait, I’ll wait,
these words will stretch.
I’ll wait, I’ll wait,
through memory.
I’ll wait, I’ll wait,
Our history is a pulse that drives always taking our side.
I don’t know how to name it, I just know that I dreamt this.
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