Giv’n In

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There is only ever the weather
And whether you know,
Its impetus

It may have been the warmth that Day
The Westerly winds 
That saved and destroyed me

Now, despite what I want
To believe
I must bid the tides their will

Surrender

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The creature to be responsible
Hasn’t yet been remade 
But neither it seems to me have I
What purpose this barricade

Those hands believe themselves unsteady still
These two remain tight-clenched

But here is a spot on my shoulder
And there is a place on your breeze
Let details be nothing to care about 
Let fate find its way with ease

Say It

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I will surrender 
To the crazy way you say
The concerted, intense
Way you say your name

I’ll first speak it out loud
Clear into your ear
You’ll tell me louder
What that makes you feel

I’ll murmur it again
In a nonchalant way
A cool, collected
Nonchalant way

If it’s the last thing I do
I’ll surrender you will say