Cynic - The Space For This

Space, raise my arms

Space, wake my eyes

Space, grace my heart



Can I be the space for this



Soft omens

Traced in air

Phantom warnings

Disassembling the captain’s chair



Can I be the space for this

Will I be the space for this



Breathe out, breathe in



Out of ruins

We’ve haunted like owls

The future druids

Drop the crystal goblet forming spells



Can I be the space for this

Will I be the space for this



Breathe in, breathe out

Must I bend the sky to realize



A bundle of thoughts

On a dirty cloth perfumed

To tell you who you are

A bundle of thoughts

On a lonely ghost pursuit

Lost inside the space for this



Raise my arms

Space, wake my eyes

Space, grace my heart



Can I be the space for this

Will I be the space for this

Breathe in, breathe out

Must I bend the sky to realize



Can I be the space for this (I will)

Will I be the space for this

Must I bend the sky to recognize



I can be the space for this

I will be the space for this



I am now the space for this

I am now the space for this

I just bend the sky and realize








		
			



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