i've become so familiar with the taste of salt,
catching your tears on my lips.
you're the most beautiful at your weakest,
it takes my breath away.
i can't speak, so i'll sing to you
because you are my lullaby,
a dream so sweet
softly whispering through my sleep.
yes, i will sing for you,
if you'll only listen.
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