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Your t-shirt felt warm against my skin
I love you like it’s a heavenly sin
But we don’t talk much or hang out
So in my mind there’s deep-rooted doubt


Your heart shaped hand holds onto mine
Just looking for a single sign
As we search on through the night
Then maybe, maybe life’s alright

Just So

I stayed awake all night
Just thinking of your eyes
The corners of your mouth turned up
My hands running through your hair

Angels Drip Crimson

The rope hangs on the tree
Swinging gently
A child smiles inside its knots
Liberation swinging towards the heavens,

The Heartbeat Of Music

Steady heartbeat travelling through wire
Bass that burns with the heat of fire
Volume pushed so high it hurts
Punching you raw in intermitted spurts

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