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Summer salted all our winter wounds
And pressed them cool against the tiles,
Keep your heat when seasons die,
And darken like the night

Unfold this day into a paper crane
And fold the wings from my desires,
Courage can be written down,
And practiced like a lie

I followed my longing to feel something new,
My love, it followed me
right back to you

Well I trace the map in the curve of your spine,
I get lost by the hour in the blink of your eye,
In the shadowed valleys of your backbone I find
Love lies

Summer tried to drown my shadow in the sea,
But my shadow swims along beneath,
And mirrors me on blackened shores,
Our darkness never leaves

I followed my longing to feel something new,
My love, it followed me
right back to you

Well I trace the map in the curve of your spine,
I get lost by the hour in the blink of your eye,
In the shadowed valleys of your backbone I find
Love lies

So I followed my longing,
my longing won't die,
I'm still tracing the map in the curve of your spine,
And the shadows are lengthening into the night,
Well, love lies

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