verse 1
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Gray petals of bombs fall on us
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crack the body’s puzzle.
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We know how it bends to metal’s will
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how it forgets
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the meaning it carries,
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when broken.
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Some say the meaning goes away.
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I want to see it.
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Burned eyes are petals
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from a black rose
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we love and fear
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even in our dreams.
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And you dream too,
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verse 2
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we’ve seen your eyes rush under lids
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at the checkpoint of subconscious,
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burn through stolen scenes,
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what others felt
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when bombs fell. If petals
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are made of ash,
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what can we know about the flower,
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its smell,
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its proud posture,
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it’s shortmlived optimism?
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Some say the meaning comes later
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I want to see it. As you learn, your end,
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See the body’s ironic puzzle,
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its checkpoint,
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its unanswered question –
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you realize it too:
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nothing is firm here, not even the harm we do
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nor how we carry and strangle,
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and fail to strangle the meaning of you.
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the meaning of you
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the meaning of you