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Open arms

I was starved

White desert ground

I was dry

A hungry child

I lived my life dotted 'i's

Knotted fingers toed the line

I lived my life dotted 'i's

These knotted fingers toed the line

Then your open arms, your open arms, your open arms

I've been crying all of my life i guess

And all my smiles were just cringing and tired

Now your sleeves are drying my eyes

I find these bleary sights are cuff polished and bright

I've been crying all of my life

But here entwined in sinew and fire