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On the grim night we sailed,
You enchanting little terror.
Frosted over and reckless,
Bitter creature of the air

No good will ever come of weighing that the density of our thoughts in open hands.
No good will ever come of weighing that the density of our dreams in open hands.

I dreamt a halt to your hurt
But maybe just replies that work
But for now I'll just sleep.
So hideous,
O infinity.

And you knew I could be moved.
And you knew that this was doomed.
And you knew that you were ruined.
You did look down (didn't you?)

No good will ever come of weighing that the density of our thoughts in open hands.
No good will ever come of weighing that the density of our dreams in open hands.

No one else understands
A tender stroke,
Your love learned to hold my head under a pillow.
No one else understands
A tender stroke,
Your love learned to hold my head under a pillow

No good will ever come of weighing that the density of our thoughts in open hands.
No good will ever come of weighing that the density of our dreams in open hands.

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