Four

I'm turning out the lights
 To remember how to see
 'Til a renaissance takes place
 And resuscitates the colour of paint and divinity
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 As if God hid the building blocks
 Of every beautiful thing
 In this game of hide and seek
 I can't help but think
 That ordinary has swallowed the key
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 Bodies fashioned out of dirt and dust
 For a moment, we get to be glorious
 Ice sculptures, adorned in light
 Sand castles built tall, in between the tides
 Maybe I'm hiding behind metaphor
 Maybe my heart needs to break to be sure
 One day, I'll wear it all on my sleeve
 The insignificant with the sacred unique
 But I've fallen in love with a ghost
 I lost my balance when I needed it most
 And this blurry photograph is proof
 Of what, I'm not sure, but it feels like truth
 I'm stuck swimming in shadows down here
 It's been forever since I came up for air
 Flashlight in hand, determined to find
 Authenticity only poetry could even begin
 To try to describe
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 Bodies fashioned out of dirt and dust
 For a moment, we get to be glorious
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 Get to be glorious
 Get to be glorious
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 What if we already are
 Who we've been dying to become
 In certain light, I can plainly see
 A reflection of magnificence
 Hidden in you
 Maybe even in me