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Porcupine Tree Deadwing

local store With the world at war voices through the floor Unexpected news wearing high heeled shoes Blowing out the fuse paying all your dues Deadwing

Feeling all your touching Feeling all your blood Feeling all your touching Felling all your love Seen it though a windscreen Seen through the glass Seen

A tiny flame inside my hand A compromise, I never planned Unravel out the finer strands And I'm looking at a blank page now Should I fill it up with

I don't remember Did something in my past create a hole? Don't use your gender To drive a stake right through my soul I live to function On my own is

local store With the world at war Voices through the floor Unexpected news Wearing high heeled shoes Blowing out the fuse Paying all your dues Deadwing

: I don't remember Did something in my past create a hole? Don't use your gender To drive a stake right through my soul I live to function On my own

: As the cheerless towns pass my window I can see a washed out moon through the fog And then a voice inside my head breaks the analogue And says "Follow

: A tiny flame inside my hand A compromise I never planned Unravel out the finer strands And I'm looking at a blank page now Should I fill it up with

: Never stop the car on a drive in the dark Never look for the truth in your mother's eyes Never trust the sound of rain upon a river rushing through