"Oh Elise, it doesn't matter what you do; I know I'll never really get inside of you to make your eyes catch fire the way they should. The way the blue could pull me in; if they only would, if they only would..."
"And every time i try to pick it up
Like falling sand
As fast as i pick it up
It runs away through my clutching hands
But there's nothing else i can really do
There's nothing else
I can really do..."
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