I wish my arms were long enough
to reach every star and void
to touch them all in wonder
and name them like children
chained to vagabonds
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I always wanted to be the reason
for your awe and sincerity
the force that would pull apart
letting all these dangerous thoughts
flutter from inside my head
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But the only things that ever drove me forward
were always the things that drove you away
and I couldn't ever be the gentle needle
that could feed a dose straight to your heart
because you only ever wanted more
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And there was no truth to be had
I couldn't be the proof or the bottle
the wavering tide or the gentle sea
so you settled in for your final trip
waving goodbye as you did
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I guess there's a bit of irony
to loving someone so distant
while living so defiantly close
but I was never smart enough to see it
until the day I saw a star
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the sky regrets