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This
world's a broken mirror
A heap of tinkling glass
Every piece a fragment of the image that you cast
Little shards of beauty
Aspects of your face
My hands are raw and bloodied
From searching for some grace
And
I'm looking for you- show me your face
I'm looking for you- tired of this place
I'm looking for you- please hear what I say
Come find me
Come find me
I've
looked for you in lovers
In mountains and the sea
I've dug a thousand empty wells and my thirst is killing me
You're just around the corner
Your song is in the air
I know that you are waiting, I can feel you everywhere
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