Fire Songtext
	
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I'm in the middle of your bed,
but you're pushed to the side of it
and your hands are tucked
into your sleeves.
No luck in reaching them.
We could be fire.
We could be.
What do you dream
but you're pushed to the side of it
and your hands are tucked
into your sleeves.
No luck in reaching them.
We could be fire.
We could be.
What do you dream
while I'm wide awake,
picking at pillow seams?
Frozen like statues,
I'm restless but afraid to move.
We could be fire.
We could be.
picking at pillow seams?
Frozen like statues,
I'm restless but afraid to move.
We could be fire.
We could be.
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