I stepped on your tents
I completely missed my step
In your parlour way back when
We congregated with thoughtful intent
Why did I think of you back then?
Oh my heart, can’t stand the thought
Won’t turn another phrase
Have it come back to me again
There are landscapes that are born
Of real desire
Someone’s life depends on it
Someone’s life will end on it
Let's do this I’m done here
Play like you mean it
Get on that bridge to nowhere
Sometimes I get dizzy
When their shadows start to rise
I can feel them near me
Their arms, their hearts, their eyes
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