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My mirror, remember
The folds in our feathers
The line and the measure
Of the wings of, of the sender

And all of this has, passed between us
To crack it open and release us

Youth was black and blue, but I’m a singer
And time is braided bands
But I would give you rings for every finger
And ribbons for your hair

And I do surrender
My darkest endeavors
The fire in the embers
My mirror, remembers

And all of this has, passed between us
To crack it open and release us

Youth was black and blue, but I’m a singer
And time is braided bands
But I would give you rings
For every finger, and ribbons for your hair

Youth was black and blue, but I’m a singer
And time is braided bands
But I would give you rings
For every finger, and ribbons for your hair

Truth when black and blue,
It tends to linger, like silver in your hair
But I would give you rings
For every finger, and time is braided bands
You catch it when you can, like silver in your hair

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