Words are dead when nothing's said
Like holding water with a net
Trapped and caught up in the thorns
Prying hinges from the doors
If we are islands where two times meet
We'll dance with poison promises to keep
Plant trees so far in the past
That every night will seem like the last
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I remember now the sounds
The dying echoes never found
Heartbeats growing farther apart
All our time spent comparing scars