The Other Side

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Tonight it rains down
Houses from pale clouds
Covering whole towns
With nothing to keep out their sound

The light
Is coming
Again

Fires will burn out
From the breath of a million mouths
The whispers sounding like shouts
You never see the moment when it hits the ground

The light
Is coming
Again

Your heart's a candle burning
I'm wax around your wick
My head's an open page in
A book you cannot lift

I feel it coming in
Turning heads and breaking locks
I feel it like a boy
Falling leaves and dreams we trust
Buried each other's ghosts
Floorboards creaking while we walk
If they forget us will
We miss the halls they used to haunt

Your heart's a candle burning
I'm wax around your wick
My head's an open page in
A book you cannot lift

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