Hallow

i hold the pen, slip right under

and spend all day insidei get angry when i write letters to myself

i drink the rain and call for thunder

but can't survive the stormi get jealous so i write letters to myself

i lift my head and look beyond her

i'm not turning round againi'm not stupid so i know the letters go unread

so i take myself to a quiet corner

and work all through the nighti'll build a model of youi feel nothing when i hear you talk

'cause i know that you don't read them

now that all i have is time

i'll build a model of you

i feel nothing when i see you smile

and you're coming around again

maybe in a thousand letters time

i'll have a model of you

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