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You laugh at dead ends
You're the only one I know
You're not fond of chances
Any more than letting go
I'm here to keep the ghosts away
So lie down in my arms
'Cause we're becoming home
Don't fly out of my arms
Your ribs like branches
To keep the glowing close
You're not fond of chances
Not the only one I know
You breathe in with me
I know you're keeping face
Lost to the celling
You won't hear me say
I'm here to keep the ghosts away...
As we're becoming home
You fly out of my arms
You're the only one I know
You're not fond of chances
Any more than letting go
I'm here to keep the ghosts away
So lie down in my arms
'Cause we're becoming home
Don't fly out of my arms
Your ribs like branches
To keep the glowing close
You're not fond of chances
Not the only one I know
You breathe in with me
I know you're keeping face
Lost to the celling
You won't hear me say
I'm here to keep the ghosts away...
As we're becoming home
You fly out of my arms
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Writer(s): Dustin J. O'halloran
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