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The bluest band takes my fear into its hands
And holds it close
And on its word all my senses scream
"I′m not alone"
Wind-up faces in the coldest void
Cosmic sweeping back
Blacked out by the dreams of oceans and hills
Like I've always had, ooh-ooh
Instead of blood, she might open tiny floods
The heart away
In grandish love where the canyons roar
Or lasers spray
All the sweetness of a can of fresh squeezed
Are not from concentrate
Give me comfort, I feel strength
Laughing spacey Chinese fire drill, hmm...
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Writer(s): Andrew Vanwyngarden, Ben Goldwasser, James Richardson, Will Berman, Matt Asti Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
