Know that one day eleanor, you will seek the end
After all our tender age, your wildering begins
In the water they will rest, sound beneath the shade
Like a fox fire in your head, strung to what we’ve made
And you’ll doubt anything close to promise
Just for now keep in mind the embers among us
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