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The Brightest Part Of Me
03:53
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I have found a wolf in my head.
Made himself at home, and he said:
Retrace the steps and the moments,
Cut down your fears like a forest.
I have found a wolf in my head.
The brightest part of me.
How I learned to swim alone: I never learned how to float.
Time would never kill your soul, but she'll sell you the rope.
I see you all alone.
I will build this boat on my own.
Sail the western coast and leave home.
Know that you're right when you left me.
I know what it means to feel empty.
I will build this boat on my own.
The brightest part of me.
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Stardust
03:07
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Come walk close beside me.
See the world in the way that I see.
All of the things that you taught me,
ringing in my ear softly.
You stand alone in the stardust.
Catching the light like the tear on your cheek.
Piercing the sky with your smile.
Opening up the man I could be.
You bring the best out of me.
You are all that I see.
I slipped up and stepped out of reach,
despite all the love flowing through me.
Fear marked my path and I must know,
the disaster it caused was all down to me.
All these things trapped inside now.
Guilt, regret and the pain that I caused.
Lies on my lips pressed so firmly.
Where to begin, the love I once lost.
You bring the best out of me.
You are all that I see.
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Postcards
01:42
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Sound. Love as labour, I’m holding my breath for the sigh.
Let passion deliver, and free me from fears in my eyes.
Moments of doubt, you reach in and reach out for the calm.
Trust in the silence, the space between thoughts and the storm.
I don’t know where I’m going,
but it helps to have you by my side.
All my thoughts, they are showing.
I do my thinking when I’m drowning alive.
Like so many birds, we all flock to what brings us new heights.
Abandon the hurt, and you know that you’re going to survive.
Show all my colours, the beauty of wonder and love.
Lost in the balance of being somebody I’m not.
I don’t know where I’m going,
but it helps to have you by my side.
All my thoughts, they are showing.
I do my thinking when I’m drowning alive.
All things will be changed, all things are worth knowing.
We are all made of strength. The struggle keeps us going.
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