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Breathe the curtains out. Take a look into the lines of light, the windows of the town. Draw the curtains in. Walk in circles on the hardwood, to the sound, the clock's alarming hands.
Lift the cellophane from my eyes, turn toward me, please. Please be mine. We'll turn the time to love.
Lay a liquid hand on the hollow of the heartbeat, wings against the walls. What's to understand, when it comes as no surprise? Take heart, take everything you can.
Lift the cellophane from my eyes, turn toward me, please. Please be mine. We'll turn the time to love.
Breathe the curtains out. Take a look into the lines of light, the windows of the town.