Sycamore

I close my eyes

And I see your face

And I see all the things that I used to be

Put me in my place

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I breathe it all in

Under the glimmering stars

I don’t care what love’s in the air

I know what you are

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You are the demon

Reflected in my eyes

You’re the crawl underneath my skin

In the middle of the night

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You are the light

Shining from within

You’re everything and nothing

Angel drenched in sin

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I’m listening to the stories you tell

Between the lines and lies

It’s a tale from Hell

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You’re asking me what is wrong in my head

Well I’m not sure but I sure do know

That I’m better off dead

Because

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You are the darkness

Reflected in my eyes

You’re the fingertips stroking my skin

In the middle of the night

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You are the light

Gleaming on a black hole’s rim

You’re everything and nothing

Oh please let me in

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If God’s listening

Then please do tell

Why all the lines in the road

Lead me to this Hell hole

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Oh Lord, set me free

Let him spread his wings

And take me away

Under a sycamore tree

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He is the night

And the dawn of day

He is the life that I once lived

Begging me to stay

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What’s happening

To this heart of mine

What once was sure just is no more

Jesus pour me some wine