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Can you catch a flame
Will you hold the wind
Do you keep a jar full of all your sins
Do you keep a name from a hazy spring
And whisper it from far when you hear me sing
Can you catch a flame...

My hands fall still my breathing slows
And how these foolish hearts were bruised nobody knows
Ranks of silver birch arranged in lines kaleidoscopes to disarray in tearful eyes
Silent as a page
Heavy as a sigh
Honest as a king who travels in disguise for love

Can you catch a flame
Will you hold the wind
Do you keep a jar full of all your sins
Do you keep a name from a hazy spring
And whisper it from far when you hear me sing
Can you catch a flame...

A mourning mass that sings like crows
And where you sat there lies but a single rose
Curse a quiet house that was a home
Is now but filled with noisy ghosts when you're alone
Things that we won't stand
Things for which we stood
Holy as a branded book that we called good enough

Can you catch a flame
Will you hold the wind
Do you keep a jar full of all your sins
Do you keep a name from a hazy spring
And whisper it from far when you hear me sing
Can you catch a flame...

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