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look out across the growing land
as fragile as the sand
time is turning inside out, you see
there's everything to leave

lately all news feels so decaf
familiar feelings passed
time is turning inside out, you see
been askin' myself

when do i dare
touch my skin in hope that i'm still there
on broadway?
forget my words when i'm the one at stake

pick through the cards, reveal your fate
or senselessness you've made
breathe so brief the air exposed between
can leave so suddenly

so when do i dare
answer my own questions like they're spare
on the soapbox?
just waiting for a ship left on the docks

oh when do i dare
touch my skin in hope that i'm still there
now, maybe?
if not today tomorrow, that i swear

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