"My father says there's only one perfect view - And that's the view of the sky over our heads." "I expect your father has been reading Dante" See my solitude Where once was truth now only doubt Touch my tortured skin Torn from within and from without Kiss my blistered lips My fingertips Frost-bitten and grey Heal my wound within And watch the dead skin fall away See what can't be seen Between the table and the chair Touch what can't be touched The National Trust don't own the air Kiss what can't be kissed This is the risk we have to take Heal what can't be healed And feel the dead skin fall away Only you and I
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