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Lyrics

Angel with a trident is a snapped finger How else could wounds heal without my knowing than subtly? When I didn't need love and I was the love From whence this whisper blew by Constant miracles, mendings Hanging up hasn't given up Stuck complexly stricken With doubt and dire needs A lamb arching over a quaint wooden fence Meadow stretches out forever Elongating this day Zooming out to one Zooming into nothing Curving back into myself Who floats in my garden? Me talking is an ocean fish Dynamism and modulation bump into a wall and say "The void seems to be quite a lot" Ready to burn Thought adjuster Flame a supersonic road Divinе alchemy Muscle memory building Gratitudе For mornings it seems another window unshattered Curving back into myself Curving back into my—