Sleeping At Last Bot

A Sleeping At Last bot made by @firethekit. Tweets on the hour!
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Teach me to create a beautiful past
That makes you proud

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The bravery I forced when I sang to an audience of three
Well, it took a million wrong notes just to find a single melody and key

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There is glass between our touch
Phantom limbs of former love
And, the truth is, that I am so terrified

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Your love is my turning page
Where only the sweetest words remain

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In the end, I'm told it taught me everything I know
When the fire took our home, I lost part of my soul

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Time is the string in between the arrow and the bow
If there's one thing we've learned, as our pulse returns
Timing is everything

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Maybe the soul is the suitcase that holds the backup plan
A collection of keys, and the patience we need to start again

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His fences stood tall as the shoulders of old
He dreamt that, one day, maybe he'd break the mold

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We lived a good life
We gave and we borrowed
It was far from perfect, but we made it our own

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All impossible odds foreshadow our means
Like paving a road to kingdoms we've never seen

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If only worry could make it change
Then suddenly our world would take new shape

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Like a moth to the flame
We become helpless
To the beautiful ghosts that true love sheds

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Say what you really want to say
And the truest of forms will show
Finally, you'll find your soul

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Oh, God, when I ask you
Why do you love me?
I will try to understand
The silence that whispers reason

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Wake up, because I think the worst is through
The light that we hold must be buried
Buried to bloom

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Sign language is our reply
When church bells make no sound

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The stars in the sky seem to notice your serenity

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He woke up one day, written out of the will
They swore he'd be okay with lesser shoes to fill

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The storyboard outlines our escape
And second-guesses will be erased

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Shutters slide to unveil fingerprints of angels
And a language made of film