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the heat came down and breathing got clear
(there was water in your hair
and the sun came out, we had to get back in)
the fog burned off and finally I felt near
(sunlight made reflections on your skin)
to the place I like to stay
but the year went on and it got too cold to swim
so I stayed beneath as the water above me froze
from under the ice I saw you in warm clothes
and now I'm thawing out while the fire you made grows

--"Ice," the Microphones
(yes, I really am this obsessed)

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