Meet me out of your sphere,
insulate,
silent befriender
I see you shift away from your peers,
ready to glow,
ready to glow
I sense a crack in the clouds,
a sardine's bell,
four-legged movers,
some gold reprieve, no roost could enshroud
Don't miss the show,
don't miss the show
I can feel it from here,
pulling me close,
holding you near,
the brightest interval on the path less travelled
Little did we know
Little did we know
Little did we know
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