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There are daily pleasure, the mind drifts
A taste at night only dulls it grip
Reality tethers on its melody
The echoed sound, no sense of harmony

This storm you suffer in,
No solace, your body wears thin
The weight of an anvil, a cup filled to the brim
This storm you suffer in

This storm you suffer in
Your body wears thin
A cup filled to the brim

Oh come to me, oh come to me

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from The Castles, released October 20, 2022

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She turned around and took me by the hand and said, "I've lost control again"

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