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Same river, we swim like some sliver, in skin, |
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Now it's in the river again, |
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But it's moving and it feels so cold, |
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Maybe you will, catch it still. |
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In the same river we swam was no different, |
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Than the same river we swam in again. |
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Breathing spores, longing for, |
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My lungs to be filled with your fungus no more. |
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I cried as my cells divide, |
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The feeling multiplies over time. |
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And the boy sees me humming this simple song, |
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And the boy comes close, he brings his sister along, |
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The ecstatic unburdened youth, they're never wrong, |
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And the boy starts singing along. |
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After all, a voice, it's just a light, all the time in front of you, |
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Facing faces, placing places, changing every time you do, |
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Set off by soundless voices, singing rounded noises, |
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Singing au revoir forever. |
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The same river we swam in was no different, |
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Than the same river we swam in again, |
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Because it's moving and it feels so cold, |
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Maybe you will catch it still. |