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Come in, come in
To the room
I know recently we were strangers
I watch you move
Slow yet sure
You're a painter and I'm the paper
You draw the lines
Dark then light as our figures become an abstraction
Coming into something more
Than another passing distraction
I know it's new but hope that you know
I will go where you want to
There is nowhere else
For how could I ignore
The fallen floor, the things I felt
It's going well

Come in, come in
Under skin and together, we can be somewhere
It's hard to know where to go and if you're already there
I know it's new but hope that you know
I will go where you want to
There is nowhere else
For I could I ignore the fallen floor
The things I felt

It's going well
It's going well
It's going well

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