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Have you got a reservation for me? Table for one, don't care about the view
Did you catch my final story?
Did the angels forget what they knew?
I must have gone to pray
Every single morning, every single night
And I called your name I'm catching sweet reflection in the scattered light
And if you had to say it's not gonna work You gotta find a new way
You gotta find a new way Did you leave that for me like the breadcrumbs?
Did you leave that for me on my own?
Did you stop at the scene to see your work Or leave me to see if I've grown?
To be a metaphor and Catching words to try and find a better door
And our eyes are closed and dead and rose Our arms are open wide while your word is
told. Is it a message for me? A last breath whispered as a common story. My eyes are closed
and dead and rose, but my heart is open wide while your word is told.