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the opening
04:46
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All things begin with an opening
We all begin with an opening
Torn open like a tornado
Like a window, like an eye in a socket
Like a door, like a dress with pockets
Can you feel an opening?
She used to think that she was haunted
But now she knows that she is wanted
So lay your head in my lap
Between all things there’s a gap.
All that space is an opening.
I’ve known beauty, and I’ve known terror
I’ve felt empty, and I’ve felt pleasure
So praise your hearts and praise your lungs
Praise your fingers and praise your tongues
My body is a door
The door is ajar
Can you open this door for me?
Can you open this door for me, this door for me?
I’ve been a falcon. I’ve been a storm.
I’ve been broken, and I’ve been born.
Like a cobweb, I’ve been clinging.
Now I can feel myself opening.
I can feel myself opening.
Cradle my skull in your hands.
I can feel myself opening.
Don’t worry. Thank you, thank you.
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lighthouse eyes
02:45
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Oh Katie, you said love is messy
You were right; I’ve been a mess tonight
Goddamn, there’s no good in goodbye
Oh Katie, bring back your lighthouse eyes
I miss you
Goddamn goddamn
I miss you.
I’m just a shattered girl on the rocks without you.
Do you miss me too?
Oh Katie, you said love is shaky
You were right; I’ve been shaking tonight
Goddamn, there’s no good in goodbye
Goddamn, I’ve got blood in my eyes
Oh Katie, I was lost at sea
Oh Katie, your light was beckoning me
Goddamn, I miss your lighthouse eyes
Goddamn, I miss your bright brown eyes
Goddamn, I miss your lighthouse eyes
Goddamn, I miss your beckoning eyes
Goddamn, I miss your lighthouse eyes
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lo-fi lioness Vancouver, British Columbia
lo-fi music by Hazel Jane Plante, a queer writer and cat photographer. based on the unceded ancestral territories of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm, Sḵwx̱wú7mesh, and sə̓lílwətaʔɬ Nations
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