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The Tourniquet

from Fever Dream Symphony by Floor Plan

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Josephine hear my plea this time
they're promising you a perfect life
but when the wound is red
I'd be your tourniquet
and you'd be mine
you'd be mine

a fever dream is the world outside
a long and bleak, broken circus ride
and when you're near the end
I'd be your tourniquet
and you'd be mine
you'd be mine

love they're playing our song
softly droning factories and the smokestacks
hanging cabling gleams and sparks

ghosted scenes are your dreams in white
memories of an antique wife
and when the wound is red
I'd be your tourniquet
and you'd be mine
you'd be mine

body dressed for the afterlife
with graying hair and with crow-feet eyes
and though how old you'll get
and when an invalid
you will still be mine
still be mine

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from Fever Dream Symphony, released December 20, 2016

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