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all these words trip over cracks in the sidewalks
uptown, one year. I'm distantly distressed
I'm
finally coming close to ghost
I'm dancing on your gravest words
I'm toasting all the coldest stares
all the loneliest
of eyes
I am a satellite, never getting signals right
you are a constellation
I can barely make you out tonight
the city lights are burning too bright
I cut and paste these sections of maps into my days
sunspots almost feverish
can you feel me shivering
I'm finally breaking out of orbit
I'm clinging to your finest words
I'm draining all
the angry glares
all that's building up inside
I am a satellite, never getting signals right
you are a constellation
I
can barely make you out tonight
the city lights are burning too bright
and the dreamers walk slowly through the crowds
nothing can stop us now
I am a satellite, never getting signals right
you are a constellation
I can barely make
you out tonight
the city lights are burning too bright
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