Sky Blue and Black
Part III
Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins,
There's a need to be separate
And a need to be one,
And a struggle neither wins.
Where you gave me the world I was in
And a place to make a stand,
I could never see how you doubted me
When I'd let go of your hand.
Yeah, and I was much younger then,
And I must have
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