Glue

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Glue me down, into the seams

My hands are warm, my head is clean

Nectar in my coffee bleeds,

into my milky way

I lean

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Stalactites, and all my might

My back grows deep into my seat

My feet grow close to eastern seas

I pushed through you,

you pushed through me

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But I am not empty yet

you have not taken all of me

Taciturn, burning words

sylvan and silver like the trees

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So I’ll sing for the wind and for the stars

I’ll sing to the light and to the dark

I’ll sing to the moon and to the dusk and

I’ll stop singing for you

but for my heart

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Dissolve into blue, soft leaves,

Stand on stolen land and breath

Liquorice all sorts don’t say what I mean

The shape of your name,

my chin on your sleeve

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Break all of the bones in my right hand

propel into the weeds, my hair melts to sand

A teaspoon of honey, the banksia tree,

my guitar before I sleep

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And I am not empty yet and

you have not taken all of me

Taciturn, burning words

sylvan and silver like the trees

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So I’ll be strong for the wind and for the stars

I’ll be strong for the light and for the dark

I’ll be strong for the moon and for the dusk and

I’ll stop being strong for you

but for my heart