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Closer


I’m home and a stream of silent
voices occupies my mind
speak to me, speak to me,
chase off those chilling sounds
there’s no direction in my doubt,
I need to get my feet on the ground,
on the ground
so I breath in deep
to find some peace of mind
I will find and I will keep you
by my side


We’re getting closer aren’t we
is that what we hope for, we’ll be
 what we have hoped for, you’ll see
 that we’re getting closer, eventually

luckily I got a place to be that’s practically perfection
but more importantly there are some welcome distractions
a distant idea of how we would be
at a place by the sea for a while
and soon we’ll be able to see each other with different eyes
the idle threat of the void’s growing strong
hoping for a place to belong
but in this moment I’m floating
soon to be washed to your shores
by a sea full of thoughts
to your shores by a sea full of hope full of love

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We’re getting closer aren’t we
is that what we hope for, we’ll be
 what we have hoped for, you’ll see
 that we’re getting closer, eventually

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