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Sixpence None The Richer This Beautiful Mess

Deep inside the darkest night is drinking in the light from pinholes pricked, holy needles knicked in a canopy of white I'm alone, I'm alone and

words i speak bring no passion anymore and will i try for happiness in the midst of all this emptiness all I want is you if I only knew how to get up off this

explain I can't make sense of the things I'm saying the crystal tears are sliding down again your moonlit cheeks and soaking silken lips if this

Tonight the lamplight swirls and glistens melting itself upon my face I'm hanging my silhouette near the shoreline I'm swimming underneath in the

mess hands rhythmically grope the sheets again for you and off-rhythm the time slows to make moments eternal moments eternal is this some kind

I only want what's mine that's what I came to find a little respect that's all from you because one has his natural right but somehow that doesn