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And you said it was like fire around the brim
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Burning solid burning thin the burning rim
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Like stars burning holes right through the dark
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Flicking fire like saltwater into my eyes
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You were one inch from the edge of this bed
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I dragged you back a sleepyhead                    
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They couldn't think of something to say the day you burst
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With all their lions and all their might and all their thirst
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They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin
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Against the walls against your rules against your skin
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My beard grew down to the floor and out through the doors
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Of your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead                 
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