From now on talk to me as a ghost
you understand this sound like it's the heart of it all
And when I speak in tongues you might find your voice
Stop me when you know my word is gold
Then I'll hold you close because I got no eyes
Into your life because I am the past
Chatter on your neck, how the glow dawn glides
Upward and over the cattle they graze in the rising sun
All I know is what I see
What I see and what you cannot see.
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