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de Steven Wilson

Silver star streams splinter down out of my head
Cold and vast, I drift alone across our bed

You won’t need to bring your car
I burned all your clothes
Looking up at a star
Got pricked by a rose

How big the space inside an empty heart
How brave the face when orbits pull apart
How big the space

Dust and debris, broken worlds now ring my head
Distant points of fading light, the things you said

You won’t need to bring a box
I threw out your discs
I think that I’ll change the locks
Why take the risk?

How big the space inside an empty heart
How brave the face when orbits pull apart
How black the hole where universes fade
How vast the bed where both of us once laid
How big the space

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