Morphine
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Morphine & Dana Colley & Mark Sandman
Morphine
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I exploded into pieces of glass and rope in a field of sinister weeds they pulled me inside myself
I was rearranged
I still looked the same but I changed my explanations
Satisfied no one and I know no more than you
I melted at your touch
Refracted and prism bound
Imprisoned by the spectrum as you slid slowly
Slowly in parallel to me as you follow your own tortured past
Entwined with mine and the thorns of our respected desires
Conspire
I tore open the package it was an empty box
No meaning to me just an empty box
You know
Sender was a woman
Sender was a woman
She said she's sending me everything I I I never gave her before
She said fill it up and send it back
Fill it up and send it back
So I send her back empty the empty box
Yes, I sent her back the empty box
Half in the shadows half in the husky moonlight
And half-insane just a sound in the night
Half in the shadows half in the husky moonlight
And half-insane just a sound in the night
Just a sound
Just a sound