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He could fall and shake and weep
By his holy are my feet
And heart with mention the dear that may not speak
We feel tight when there is tension
And our eyes could make us weep

And his heart was full of fire
At the man he had become
And his soul was seldom higher
With the falsities of fun
Could embrace sweet desires in moments as they pass
But he feared ever more, he saw it didn't last

We walk up Holland Avenue
And watch the rich as they consume
That product made our hearts exude
An emptiness unrivalled by
The hunger that I could control
He'd pray up to his gods that he might save their soul

The grey in this city is too much to bear
The grey in this city is too much to bear
And I believe we are meant to be seen
And not to be understood

And I want to be held those arms
I want to be held those arms

You'll work your thumbs till they're sore
And you'll work my heart until it's raw
And you'll call and you'll call but you'll never be told
And I'll fall and I'll fall and I'll fall
And I'll fall and I'll fall and I'll fall

We are basic light
We are basic light

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