Pale
(iá´m Your) 808
WELL, LET'S COUNT THE AMOUNT OF MILES BETWEEN
TWO PLACES. ONE THAT WE'VE NEVER BEEN. I WAIT IN
PRECIOUS SILENCE. KNOWING YOU. NOT KNOWING ME.
BUT I KNOW THAT YOU EXIST. I SPREAD OUT PAPERS TRY TO SEE WHERE YOU ARE. BREATHE IN. HOW YOUR
BODY'S SHAKING MINE. SOMEONE. SOMEWHERE STOPS
AND HESITATES, WHILE I'M DOING JUST THE SAME. WE'RE ALL WAITING. WE ALL BREATHE OUT, BUT WE'RE NOT LIKE EVERYONE, CUZ NO AIR TO FILL AND
WE SEE. IT'S JUST A MATTER OF TIME, WHEN OR WHERE
WE'LL MEET. MEANWHILE I WAIT. I'M GONNA STAY
WHERE MAYBE YOU'LL APPEAR. I'M GONNA WRITE OUR
MELODIES. WE GONNA MEEET, BUT TELL ME WHO IS âWEâ? YEAH, I LOVE YOU SO. (WHEN WE'LL MEET AND SWING. OH YEAH, I DON'T KNOW YOU THEN, BUT YOU'LL SING MY FAVOURITE SONG OVER AND OVER AND OVER
AGAIN AND I'LL BE YOUR 808)
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