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When I was with you we were an estuary |
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I don't know if I come from the river or the sea |
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All I know is you are both my opposite and my reflection |
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And where we meet all salt and mouth and convergence |
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We were the meeting point of a mountain and a valley |
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From a distance it is clear that we are inverted forms of one another |
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Should our mountain crumble it would fill the valley to our brim |
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Creating flatland where there was once chaos |
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But until that beautiful collapse we wonder where you begin and I end |
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We were two bodies |
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Running out of room in this world |
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We carved space in ourselves for the other to borrow |
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For the other to burrow |
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I wake up sometimes with ghost traces of your lips on my bone |
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And my arms holding your phantom frame as you drift away |
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We were roots and soil |
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The splendor of a tide pool |
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We were giants |
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But for now we can't swallow the things that separate us |
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Lioness please grab me again by the scruff of my neck |
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And lick the wounds I've made trying to taste my own blood |
