It's continents and oceanic crust.
Not something easily cured with our love.
It's the shortest summers and the heaviest air.
We were vulnerable.
We needed you there.
My hands on the glass,
it happened so fast.
We can't be what we were bred to be.
It's complicated and the hardest part of letting you go is going back to the start.
I think we're tangled in this mess that you've made.
My biggest fear is pushing you away.
My hands on the glass,
it happened so fast.
We can't be what we were bred to be.
Say it to my face,
that I'm so afraid.
Tell me what you mean when you say you're leaving me.
Treasure sunk by traitors in this deep blue sea that's between you and me.
Feathers,
torn and weathered,
show me where you are.
I will follow the stars.
I'll follow the stars.
I'd try so hard and look so far.
I could never see.
The distance is treacherous between you and me.
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