Some things are made to be
Some things are made to be broken
Some things are made to be kept
We're in the space between what's over and what's left
If I tried too hard to keep you
I did it so I could reach you
I tried to rearrange the only things that work for me
There's a face in here from the past
It's an ocean under the glass
And I hang it up on the wall
And never look back
Some things are made to be
Part of this happened slowly
And part of it's overnight
What happens when everything you want never arrives?
Oh the star shapes through the leaves
Are the only witnesses here
Of the faded alibi that used to be mine
Some things are made to be
Some things are made to be broken
Broken
Some things are made to be
There's a face in here from the past
It's an ocean under the glass
And I hang it up on the wall
And never look back
Oh the star shapes through the leaves
Are the only witnesses here
Of the faded alibi that used to be mine
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