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justam

Without the strings and the drone behind,
it's not as overwhelming, but
imagine they're in the background
and hear the dedication of this idea
Didn't think I needed saving and maybe I'm healthy enough, but
I need the company, I need that mind in there
don't forget to imagine a swell of that background filling the empty space
I need that heart to feel my own
Even if I hide inside this head of mine
I need you
on a piece of paper, it's hard to suggest the swell
of the strings and maybe the competing line strung over
and then the piano
Behind a wispy cloud, I'm thinking aloud
wish there were drums in the background
I may not need saving, but I really need the company
Without that heart and mind, I
might die