When you speak, a bell rings
In my spirit. When I walk
Into a crowded room, one word
From your lips hushes the din,
And I am standing alone as in
The center of a snow globe--
My world flips and a strange song
Filters through the foil snowflakes--
The edges of my world cupped in your palms
While I try to write the lyrics to this song.
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