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halie and the moon

The Story (Never Told)

the story (never told)

I'm the girl outside your window painted blue
who holds the shadows, waves goodbye, and shelters you,
counts the leaves falling from your windowpane
and rains forever 'til it comes 'round back again.
You're the boy that drops me down and picks me up,
breaks the mirrors in the dark and calls it luck,
lifts a hand to give the night a little something else
and measures mornings with the light inside himself.

Well it's high time that we stumbled to the city,
don't need a dime if we shine up all our pennies.
A highwire and an umbrella make a new day,
somersaulting to the faces on the subway...

I'm the girl inside the book upon your shelf
with all the mirrors, poetry inside herself,
a house of candles in the shadows burning bright
asking you to shed your skin and come inside.
You're the boy that hears the wind across the town,
weaves all of his words to turn the world around,
stretches out his days like a canvas blue -
holds it to the sky to see the light shine through.

Well it's high time that we painted up the city,
don't need a dime if we shine up all our pennies.
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A highwire and an umbrella make a new day,
somersaulting to the faces on the subway.
We write the songs we know we can believe in,
we breathe them, hold and free them,
'cause baby, that's the only way that we know
to send the sun shining through the stereo...

Because you tattooed your kisses in my mind,
the only true-blue valentine... and you know
it cannot be denied that you've haunted my room
with the hazel in your eyes...

We're the story that the papers never told
about the things we couldn't buy and never sold,
we're the honey dancing in the amber light
of frozen dreams and Sunday schemes and second sight.

Well it's high time that we painted up the city,
don't need a dime if we shine up all our pennies.
A highwire and an umbrella make a new day
somersaulting to the faces on the subway.
We write the songs we know we can believe in,
we breathe them, hold and free them,
'cause baby, that's the only way that we know
to send the sun shining through the stereo.