I watch you watching me
There's kinship in our eyes
wing on window distract briefly
I am the metaphor you use
In your reed songs is my grief
In your voice my hope
You are the he i could not grasp
I the she you could not create
The window is clear now
The heart cries out
Along this black and white space
There's kinship in our eyes
wing on window distract briefly
I am the metaphor you use
In your reed songs is my grief
In your voice my hope
You are the he i could not grasp
I the she you could not create
The window is clear now
The heart cries out
Along this black and white space
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