The Incandescence feat. Eleanor Forte - The Flame

The Flame

It's true we'll never meet
And that I don't know heat
But I'm real in someone's eyes
I'm real to someone

I think you've felt this too
When you think deeply you're
Made of skin and heat and bone
That's what you call a home

You may live in this hole,
But it isn't forever
Take a breath and be still
When you're empty you'll be filled

Real; you're real in someone's eyes
You're here, these skies were made to show you
You were made for so much more
Does the ink know it's a love letter?
Or the stitch that it's a sweater?
Hold my hand and wait with me

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Writer(s): Ethan Hill
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