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Well, as a child I mostly spoke
inside my
head
I had conversations with the
clouds, the dogs, the
dead
And they thought my broken, that my tongue was
coated lead
But I just
couldn't make my
words make sense to
them
If you only
listen with your
ears… I can't get
in
And I spent my evenings pullin' stars out
of the
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And I'd arrange them on the lawn where I would lie
And in the wind I'd taste the dreams of
distant lives
And I would
dress myself up in them
through the
night
While my
folks would sleep in separate
beds... and
wonder why
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And through them days I was a ghost atop my
chair
My dad considered me a cross he
had to
bear
And in my head I'd sing
apologies and
stare
As my
mom would hang the clothes
across the
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And she would try to keep the empty… from her eyes
So, then one afternoon I dressed myself
alone
I packed my pillowcase with
everything I
owned
And in my head I said “goodbye,”
then I was
gone
And I set out
on the heels of
the unknown
So my
folks could have a new life
of their
own
So that
maybe I could
find someone
Who could
hear the only
words that I'd
knownwoo's