Because there's just so much in a day now, I keep writing in much more abstract terms, like I don't try to write about what happened anymore. It woul… - Feist

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Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless, long nights
That was what my youth was for <p> Old teenage hopes are alive at your door
Left you with nothing
But they want some more.

Bring all the spaces together And all the silences ever Bring all the spaces together <p> Come close again Be my pause before the end I miss you, oh, like a fading dream
And I have a feeling you know what I mean

I'm a stem now Pushing the drought aside
Opening up
Fanning my yellow eye
On the ferry
That's making the waves wave
Illumination
This is how my heart behaves.