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These dreams are lucid baby
They hurt in every joint and bone
The scene shifts, we drift into colours
I fold maps, just wishing to hold you close
And the city is so asleep and the body is awake
…
And its all nice, begin clean nights – and shadows are away
Even black marks
These dreams are lucid baby
Come home now, just let down your shoulders
You know theres nothing to it
Just two marks in the structures of our hands
Ive never seen such beauty
Its there in pain, in agony
There is just you believe me
You blew my lines and wires alive