sitting on my windowsill i look down for you and see nothing
i wish youd set a fire on the mountain
then ill swim and jump and climb to you
and we'll be somewhere special
clouds of stone, your eyes become the fire
reach to you like a newborn touching his mother
only you can destroy this altar
i spoke in stutters and you tried to translate, you knew something was wrong
your sense of self soon left after
to apologize to you, the sun and moon
would shutter
the shine is dim but i keep you in
i wish to stay close to your fire
i wish to stay close to your fire
g!l
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