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12 Hours in Oxford

I, oooh, oooh, I, I want you.
I, oooh, oooh, I, I want you.


It feels weird to float between,
But I believe it has to mean something when you
Wake up and stumble ashore
Carried there to someone greater.

There's no better pain than one in the ribs,
when a laugh runs through you and threatens to kill.
Just keep killing me over and over,
Run this dagger through my body.

Everyone needs to feel this way,
When your heart is open your body shakes
And every step is getting harder.
Open my mouth but I'm scared to say that...


I, oooh, oooh, I, I want you.
I, oooh, oooh, I, I want you.


Not content to rest above,
You can't hide your drive and your love.
Spread your mind beyond the walls.
They need to know what you've been dreaming.

12 hours across the sea,
I don't regret words over sleep,
you told me truths, I brushed the sky.
A manic night of thoughts unending.

We can't pretend to know what's real.
Is half a day worth 2 odd years?
Well I don't know the answer, just asking the question,
But I know that you want what feels and I know that


I, oooh, oooh, I, I want you.
I, oooh, oooh, I, I want you.
I, oooh, oooh, I, I want you.I, oooh, oooh, I, I want you.


I could never hold you like the words do.
I know the pages are your truth.
Just remember to come back to life.
We need you down here breaking ceilings.

You said you needed to grow.
I think you should try a new coast and
See 12 hours this side of the sea.
Walk the morning streets once more with me.

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from Portrait of the Young Man as an Artist, released August 7, 2016

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