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Space, raise my arms. Space, wake my eyes. Space, grace my heart. Can I be the space for this. Soft omens Traced in air Phantom warnings, Disassembling the captain’s chair. Can I be the space for this? Will I be the space for this? Breathe out, breathe in. Out of ruins, We’ve haunted like owls The future druids Drop the crystal goblet forming spells. Can I be the space for this? Will I be the space for this? Breathe in, breathe out. Must I bend the sky to realize? A bundle of thoughts On a dirty cloth perfumed To tell you who you are. A bundle of thoughts On a lonely ghost pursuit Lost inside the space for this. Raise my arms Space, wake my eyes Space, grace my heart. Can I be the space for this? Will I be the space for this? Breathe in, breathe out. Must I bend the sky to realize? Can I be the space for this? (I will.) Will I be the space for this? Must I bend the sky to recognize? I can be the space for this? I will be the space for this? I am now the space for this, I am now the space for this, I just bend the sky and realize.