first impression

I've been feeling your hold
 For a week or so
 
 The impression shows
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 And I know I've been
 In the arms of kin
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 My old strength is my new friend
 
 My direction
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 My reverence
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 There's a train in my heart
 That doesn't seem to start
 
 Unless you're lying next to me
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 When I go to bed
 I lay down my wishful head
 
 I'll be hearing what you said
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 Echoing
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 Relaying
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 My heart has been tearing
 From there to here, my dear
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 I've got a baseball mitt
 Made of leather and my spit
 
 For catching sky bits that have slipped
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 I call it sensation
 You call it revelation
 I've been feeling your hold
 For a week or so
 The impression shows