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firsttimeisawyou
beneaththedesertskies
youreyesheldstories
thatnooneelsewouldtry
youworeyoursilence
likearmormadeofdust
butisawthroughthecracks
totheboyyouoncecouldtrust
theysaidyouwerebroken
fromthewayyouheldyourbreath
butifoundbeauty
inhowyoudancedwithdeath
goldenlightfallsonyou
asthecaliforniasun
washesawaytheshadows
thatoncelivedinyourskin
goldenlightfallsonyou
andidontneedtoaskwhy
yourlaughteristheanthem
thatsingsmetothesky
yourfathersvoice
stillechoesinyourhands
butitracethescars
withfingersthatunderstand
youneveraskedformercy
fromtheworldthatscold
butimherewithopenarms
whereyourheartcanfold
theysayloveisalanguage
spokeninperfectwords
butilearneditfromyou
inthespacesbetweenbirds
goldenlightfallsonyou
asthecaliforniasun
washesawaytheshadows
thatoncelivedinyourskin
goldenlightfallsonyou
andidontneedtoaskwhy
yourlaughteristheanthem
thatsingsmetothesky
wearemosaicsofmaybes
fragmentspiecedwithfaith
noneedforperfectpasts
whenwehavethistowait
goldenlightfallsonyou
andiknowwellrise
fromtheashesofourhistories
toaplacewithoutgoodbye