A Book Left Open in a Wild Field of Flowers

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I'm a pocket of clouds Following everyone around Weighing everyone down And did you not see me? I was just passing through Did you not turn to look away Oh, pretend to read the news Oh, ohh And what's the use of everything If I can't feel anything? But I am a needle that's used to (?) everything around me Left with only rubber and string And sorry to intrude Oh the callous it down (?) I just need someone to talk through And then leave when my wounds blew (?) Oh, ohh, ohh And what's the use of everything If I can't feel at all? Oh, oh, ooh Oh, oh oh oh, ooh And I'm a book left open in a wild field of flowers But there's nobody round