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frances quinlan - rare thing lyrics
my love in the dream, you were already speaking
i was too shocked to make any of my tired speeches [?]
thats a rare thing for me
sunlight touches on the plants that i’ve been torturing
yet when i come over i love that quick delay before your face lights in recognition
i know there is love that doesn’t have to do with taking something from somebody
[?] so much for me not [?] to stay small by making giants out of strangers through the chaos i can see
all afternoon you inhale every bouquet you meet
come to think of it the dream was a nightmare with no one who knew me just then
you were there to [?] took my hand and introduced me to everybody
i watched as you were named on that mid-february morning
i know there is love that doesn’t have to do with taking something from somebody
so much for me not [?] to stay small by making giants out of strangers through the chaos i can see
all afternoon you inhale every bouquet you meet
i have to stop myself and admit i am happy
there is love that doesn’t have to do with taking something from somebody
so much for me not [?] to stay small by making giants out of strangers through the window you look out at me
i have to stop myself and admit you make me happy
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