Getting Sodas

We are the walls in formless shapes
 The overbearing weight
 This house weighs heavy on my mind
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 Erasing tapes, undocumented faiths
 Took down your pictures and your belongings
 In boxes buried under the soil
 In the yard behind our tree
 You'll wait
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 Wrote tiny poems through the lines of my hands
 Little birds flew by me
 The wind's been calling your name south
 In pursuit of foreign lands
 Can't go back
 Where's your tact?
 Where's your grace?
 Where are the things you replace?
 Are our words more than sound?
 We cut the air and we've found
 To lose your faith in the world
 Is to lose faith in yourself
 We are ghosts in your homes
 We travel under the floor
 And when our voices fail us we will find new ways to sing
 When our bodies fail we'll find joy in the peace that it brings
 And when our voices fail us we will find new ways to sing
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 The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way
 Whenever you find home we'll make it more than just a shelter
 And if everyone belongs there it will hold us all together
 If you're afraid to die, then so am I
 The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way
 Whenever you find home we'll make it more than just a shelter
 And if everyone belongs there it will hold us all together
 If you're afraid to die, then so am I
 The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way
 Whenever you find home we'll make it more than just a shelter
 And if everyone belongs there it will hold us all together
 If you're afraid to die, then so am I
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 The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way
 Whenever you find home we'll make it more than just a shelter
 And if everyone belongs there it will hold us all together
 If you're afraid to die, then so am I