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The silence of this view we're sharing is the most stunning sound that comes around when our voices fade away
Stars would kill the greatest poetry
If your conscience wasn't built by godlike purity
Eyes wide shut, try to perceive
What of this world I could receive
I reach out for your silhouette
My senses lead me to the purest of every sin
Thrown back to the moment where everything began
But I'm rising again, sheltered by your light
Again, I am slowly taking the beat back
To explain what you mean to me
And yet another failed attempt
To explain what you mean to me
And yet another failed attempt
To explain this rationally
And if one day, I'll catch a glimpse of any sense
You'll deserve better than me Cause if I could define this
I wouldn't love you enough
Fading away, lost in the wires of formulations
I want to forever choke on words
Stars would kill the greatest poetry
If your conscience wasn't built by godlike purity
Eyes wide shut, try to perceive
What of this world I could receive
I reach out for your silhouette
My senses lead me to the purest of every sin
Thrown back to the moment where everything began
But I'm rising again, sheltered by your light
Again, I am slowly taking the beat back
To explain what you mean to me
And yet another failed attempt
To explain what you mean to me
And yet another failed attempt
To explain this rationally
And if one day, I'll catch a glimpse of any sense
You'll deserve better than me Cause if I could define this
I wouldn't love you enough
Fading away, lost in the wires of formulations
I want to forever choke on words
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