This reminds me of a time
We whispered the most personal things
Locked away in a worldwide bank
What may the past bring?
And we are
Two intellectuals
Scared yet alive more than ever
But we feel so small
You, you want our world to end
At the time it seemed out of the blue
But I, rose up up to play my hand
And I know that you have too
Remember how one day, I was convulsing and I couldn't think straight
My wings sprouted but weighted with doubt
I ripped them off with a scream of agony and they started grow again.
Whatever's within me, I had to get it out
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