i know all the songs that make you think of me even when i don't know that you have heard them even when you don't know that i have heard them - even if i have never heard them play

(but oh, i have)

and i know when you are speaking to me even when you don't open your mouth my way and even when i cannot hear your voice - even if i have not heard your murmur

(but oh, i have)

i know when you write your words to me even when my name does not appear in your piece and you will never know if my eyes have seen - even if i have never read your words

(but oh, i have)

and i know when u are referring through you, through me, to me in an orbed mirror darkly and of smoky blue glass in fast forward fashion or rewound in slow motion - even if i never glimpse that electric, indigo flow

(but oh, i have)

and i know what reminds you without fail and every time of me all things i have never seen or touched or eaten or thought because maybe by now i have perhaps, oh just perhaps maybe i have - even if i think, eat, touch or see nothing at all, ever at all, you just don't know

(and oh, i have so)

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this is half of the story. mine.