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Lletres: Bright Eyes. Patient Hope In New Show.

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The heat comes in distant shifts to fill up my room
It spills out of these ancient vents to meet the new cold
And I lay in my twisted sheets, and stare out at the snow
Thinking of the next few months, my cold and lifeless eyes
No, I've never felt so separate
Then there's you, but that's so obvious
It's hopeless and I know this, that's why I can't dream
No desire or circumstance keeps it from me

One by one, to department stores, we walk through the aisles
In a forest of designer clothes, you touch me and smile
And know for a moment, I could want nothing
Your bright eyes burn through my exploding heart
We stand as the shoppers pass us
And for once I can feel a touch complete

I need to just be near you and fill these empty eyes
You start turning as resistance pulls you from my cold and boring life
Let's make this easy and let time pass, as devotion dies
The list goes on and on
I have waited, and I'll be waiting for the pain to cure the fear