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Chicago Pier

Timbre

I painted pictures of us
In shadows, on pains of glass
Your words were gentle stones

I feel this shatter around me
Buildings of a deserted city
Falling away

Maybe this will come back to me
Maybe this will be given back to me

The city will have new walls
The shadows will have names
And shimmer into shape

Maybe this will be given back to me
Come back to me

All my hope is who you are
Not how you answer what we are
All my hope is who you are
Not how you answer