Down and Slow
It is a slow heavy-ness
that bears down
on your soul
when you've lost
It is a sharp pain
that won't let you
love again
when the phone rings
It is music
that has lost its sense
of mystery
when the doors close
no air
no air
that bears down
on your soul
when you've lost
It is a sharp pain
that won't let you
love again
when the phone rings
It is music
that has lost its sense
of mystery
when the doors close
no air
no air
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