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|-\n During the time of which I speak\n It was hard to turn the other cheek\n To the blows of insecurity.\n Feeding the cancer of my intellect\n The blood of love soon neglected\n Lay dying in the strength of its impurity\n\n Meanwhile our friends we thought were so together\n They've all gone and left each other\n In search for fairer weather\n We sit here in our storm\n And drink a toast to the slim chance of love's recovery.\n\n Here I am in younger days star gazing\n Painting picture perfect maps\n Of how my life and love would be\n Not counting the unmarked paths of misdirection\n My compass: faith in love's perfection.\n I missed ten million miles of road I should have seen\n\n Meanwhile my friends we thought were so together\n Left each other one by one on the road to fairer weather.\n And we sit here in our storm\n And drink a toast to the slim chance of love's recovery.\n\n Rain soaked and voice chocked\n Like silent screaming in a dream\n I search for our absolute 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weather.\n[02:04.44] And we sit here in our storm\n[02:06.51] And drink a toast to the slim chance of love's recovery.\n[02:18.56] Rain soaked and voice chocked\n[02:22.58] Like silent screaming in a dream\n[02:25.56] I search for our absolute distinction\n[02:33.69] Not consent to bow and bend\n[02:36.67] To whims of culture that swoop like vultures\n[02:40.65] They're eating us away, (eating us away).\n[02:47.68] They're eating us away to our extinction\n[02:58.74] O how I wish I were a trinity\n[03:02.72] So if lost a part of me\n[03:07.62] I'd still have two of the same to live\n[03:13.78] But nobody gets a life time rehearsal\n[03:17.77] As specks of dust, we're universal\n[03:21.84] To let this love survive be the greatest gift we could give\n[03:31.86] Tell all the friends who think they're so together\n[03:39.85] That these are ghosts and mirages\n[03:42.84] All these thoughts of fairer weather\n[03:47.80] Though its stormy now I feel safe\n[03:50.96] Within the arms of love's 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