I used to think the darkness was a metaphor
With you beside me as I breathe
Then I guess I got what I was always asking for
I beg your leave
Cannot feel the floor
And all at once the night has crystallised into your face

Sorrow is an anger as I poke into the puddle
And I start to drink
The buildings in the distance with all their happy people
You would think
Now we're putting down in ink
And the camera records of its own accord
Message is sinking in, in, in
And in my way

I love the morning
I love the evening
I love the trees
That tap against the window

I love
I love the women
I love all the men
Who came to hear me say who I love

I love the river
Where we washed away
All the sins that I love

And I love the love
That I love to give away
Until I ended up with no one to love

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