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Sprig lyrics
Fresh when sleeping meant every other night
Falling asleep for the fifth time
Early in the morning
Awake in terror, words staring back at him, never to be used
Their hands on hold
So quiet, they could hear eachother's thinking, denying
Garner interest, eachother's thinking, denying
Making of life, a forged painting
Life's big magnet tug, tugging
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