If I could, I would give my eyes back to God
Return to sender, address unknown
To remove from me the grief that comes
With being slightly shadowed in everyday situations
These pinpricks of space that adjust appropriately
To the dark, to the light, unto the breach
Can't see the leaf on the wind, watch how it soars
Tired of seeing halfway, can't meet you there neither
I can't get anything right.
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