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Impossible Histories lyrics
Born out of luck,
we came to be.
Ripped from a flood,
and then washed to sea.
Worn by the gods,
like jewelry in sky.
You and I,
chasing planets in the night.
Torn from a book,
not meant to be read.
But written instead
on a page too big for our pens.
Too small for our heads.
From the start,
we knew it all.
Everything,
that came before.
From the start,
we gave it up.
We gave it all,
it gave to us.
In bits and parts,
and what it was.
A beating heart,
a raging flood.
In fits and starts,
it takes so long.
Before you know,
it's all gone.
Hey, old bones, just where you going?
Hey, old bones, just where you going?
Hey, old bones. Hey, old bones.
Hey. Hey. Hey! Hey!
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