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None of them, some of us
Heard what you sang with the dust
In your lungs and we hushed
So you might name each of us
Who respond to
Calls from fraying wires
Oh, I must return
All has undone
Oh, I must return now
Back into the sun
Overnight, thinly strained
Whisper and trade stolen names
Mispronounced each of us
Screaming with pride and I hush
And I hush
And I hush
'Cause who responds to
Charm much anymore?
Oh, I must return
All has undone
Oh, I must return now
Back into the sun
Oh, I must return
All has undone
Oh, I must return now
All has undone
Oh, I must return now
Back into the sun
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