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Lletres: Future Islands. As I Fall.

I can't touch you anymore, I can't tell you how I feel, as I fall, You would walk.
Heavy hearts do bury words Under promises and "anything you wants," you'll have.
Like a body without warmth, Feels the blood arrest, and blackens from the cold, I'd cave. For kings and queens misunderstand, Heaven isn't held--but takes you by the hand, so I've found. I can't touch you anymore, I can't tell you how I feel, as I fall, You would walk.
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Tame your thoughts and let me in. Break your callous ways and press me to your skin, Save a rose.