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Somebody Loves You

all along, this day was lost
our memories being tricky
like coyotes in the darkness
but everything’s fine

whiter than the earliest frost
a knot in the back of time
forbidding in its starkness
but everything’s fine

coloring in the clouds, why not
the aches & tears of confusion
a noon that turns to darkness
but everything’s fine

until we see, this day is lost
all mysteries going unsolved
asleep but blazing starkness
but everything
is just so great

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