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Grief Ritual
03:47
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I wrote your name down on the very next page
Of the journal where I drew your face
I twisted letters into sigils, broken memories and visions
Scratched 'em out until I found your shape
I took a bowl and a candle and I sat in a circle
Of All of your favorite things
I set fire to the paper, let the flames burn my fingers
But I couldn't make you love me again
These brittle bones you throw
Show me the way
I made a house a home
Now I can't stay
I retraced my path and I made a map
Of all the places where I saw your face
I built a maze of guilt and shame
No one could navigate
You put a loaded gun
In my shaking hand
Aimed at the person I was
And I killed that man
These brittle bones you throw
Show me the way
I made a house a home
Now I can't stay
I see the cracks in your
Porcelain face
Your lips and poison teeth
My early grave
When you found me an
Empty shapeless thing
You breathed into me
A new song to sing
When you left me here
Broken on the ground
You took with you all
Of the hope I'd found
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If anything is possible
It's 'cause everything is happening
In an infinite universe
A million layers overlapping
One with no anger
One with no fear
One where you're lying next to me
And then the one that we have here
The one where you are some place else
And I can't get to sleep
The one where I learn too late
What kind of love I need
One where I ponder
Some invisible universe
And I keep dreaming us together
In the best of all worlds
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Footprints
02:36
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Where there's one set of footprints
I go stubborn and lonely
Where four feet in concert
Dance my baby and me
No divine intervention
Shall my love ever need
No magical forces
Save for the spell she cast on me
And when I left from my homeland
In search of deeper truth
I found life ever ending
I found no evidence of you
And though I'd lived in your image
And made the devil of myself
When my forty days was ended
I gave my heart to someone else
Someone who'd follow me through hell
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