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All the subtle flavors of my life
are become bitter seeds
and poisoned leaves
without you
You represent what's true
I drain the color from the sky
And turn blue
without you
These arms lack a purpose
Flapping like a humming-bird
I'm nervous 'cause
I'm the left eye
you're the right
Would it not be madness to fight
We come 1
In you the song which rights my wrongs
In you the fullness of living
The power to begin again
From right now, in you
We come 1
I'm unafraid
never never scared
Worries washed
pressed air
I am the left eye
you're the right
Would it not be madness to fight
We come 1

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We Come One
Faithless



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