Hidden in the hills of upstate New York
Where early fall is beautiful
But I loved the middle of winter more
I believe in the true article
Because if she can, I can as well
My most powerful skills are as an editor
The only thing I trust is unoccupied space
White, white light washes over me
Pure white light consumes everything I see
White, white light washes over me
Pure white light consumes everything I see
I want to wear that armor too
Who couldn't admit her steel is beautiful?
There's no pantheon of angels watching over me
Extraneous limbs crack overhead
As I crash from the stars
White, white light washes over me
Pure white light consumes everything I see
White, white light washes over me
Pure white light consumes everything I see
This is a reminder to myself
To draw the next breath in with a thought
A silent promise to myself
Never to be unlike her at all
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