The Volume of Things

We shared our coats
 As the temperature rose like a lump in my throat
 A voice drowned out
 By the volume of things I won't talk about
 I held it down
 Held it down
 Turned it 'round
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 Smoke me out
 Till the air is opaque like my mind in doubt
 I'll breathe you in
 Till we share this translucent skin
 Hold it down
 Hold it down
 Come around
 Come around
 The air in my lungs
 The wind in my sides
 Can take us back
 To where it began
 Version of the earth
 Before I can form my own
 Buried deep
 In the tissue and the bone
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 All this time
 I was weaving your words round my cold insides
 To keep me in
 Now the last soon is leaving
 I tore it out
 Tore it out
 Called it out
 Called it out
 The air in my lungs
 The wind in my sides
 Can take us back
 To where it began
 Version of the earth
 Is what I can call my own
 Rebuild it now
 From the tissue and the bone
 Bone
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 Bone
 Bone