"...Though dreams can be deceiving
Like faces are to hearts
They serve for sweet relieving
When fantasy and reality
Lie too far apart
So I stretch myself across like a bridge
And I pull you to the edge
And I stand there waiting
Trying to attain
The end to satisfy the story
Shall I release you?
Must I release you?
As I rise to meet my glory
But my big secret
Going to hover over your life
Going to keep you reaching
When I'm gone like yesterday
When I'm high like heaven
When I'm strong like music
'Cause I'm slow like honey and heavy with mood"
{Slow Like Honey - Fiona Apple}
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