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de Big Oso Loc

Feeling comes and goes, slips away like a fleeting ghost
I need to know where to find it when I need it most

I was always climbing up the wrong trees
Got comfy in the shade and lost part of me
Then you give me the trope of the rope, such a silly thing: We're tied together at different ends of the same string
And there’s an effect to what I do
It pulls on one end and drags you too

And I never wanted it to be this way
When we spoke in code almost every day
And you say now: it's like words are the only way
Since my head got caught up in outer space

It's funny how the things we one day could praise
Tomorrow be the force that pushes away
I couldn't find the words I could use to save
A silence that you couldn't find a way to break

So we let it be, so quietly
Cause I know that there’s a war to fight
Inside your head when you disengage
I know that there’s a storm to calm

And ready or not. I'm alone, in the secret spot

You said: all I thought I saw was golden hue
I don't know why I thought you were golden too

You said: all I thought I saw was golden hue
I don't know why I thought you were golden too

When the wall are caving, ceilings coming down and it gets tough, tough, tough

Know I love you. I know I don't tell you that enough, enough, enough

But I’ll never tell why, keep those wool covered eyes
Oh you’ll hate it once you’ve had enough

And I hate it too but I'm stuck here till they swoop me up, up, up

Yea I hate it too but I'm stuck here till they swoop me up, up ,up

Till they swoop me up, up, up

Till they swoop me up

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