If I only wrote things down
This would never ever go wrong
Creating meanless magic in silent sounds
We mixed it up, listening at home
Hearts still listening to the very same tones
It stuttered through, it stuttered through
Descriptions of static too
I lost the words
I lost the words
I lost the words from the tip of my tongue
I lost the words
I lost the words
I lost the words from the tip of my tongue
We found stories to hide in our hearts
Some words etched in stones, some truth in false starts
We found translation, a sense of elation
A flood of hidden lines in the back of your mind
I lost the words
I lost the words
I lost the words from the tip of my tongue
I lost the words
I lost the words
I lost the words from the tip of my tongue
I lost the words
I lost the words
I lost the words from the tip of my tongue
I lost the words
I lost the words
I lost the words from the tip of my tongue

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