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I wade through the dark to find where I went wrong Bodies caught up in sound are moving on Into crystallized versions of themselves I said I’d go with you through hell Forever eighteen, you and me But now, through the smoke I see you I reach out and fasten knuckles around thorns How I’ve sought them out in gardens, and found them in yours We laugh like kids, passing trauma around Then wake up old, passing trauma down I see you Open up your arms Forgive me, forgive me Forgive me when the sun gets bigger But now, through the smoke From Letras Mania