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This is the twentieth track from Sleeping At Last's Atlas: Year One and the fourth track of the Atlas: Space 2 EP.

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Lyrics:

Pitch black, pale blue
It was a stained glass
Variation of the truth
And I felt empty handed

You let me set sail
With cheap wood
So I patched up
Every leak that I could
’til the blame grew too heavy

Stitch by stitch, I tear apart
If brokenness is a form of art
I must be a poster child prodigy
Thread by thread, I come apart
If brokenness is a work of art
Surely this must be my masterpiece

I’m only honest when it rains
If I time it right, the thunder breaks
When I open my mouth
I want to tell you, but I don’t know how

I’m only honest when it rains
An open book with a torn out page
And my ink’s run out
I want to love you, but I don’t know how

I don’t know how
No, I don’t know how
I don’t know how
I want to love you, but I don’t know how

I want to love you…

Pitch black, pale blue
These wild oceans
Shake what’s left of me loose
Just to hear me cry mercy

A strong wind at my back
So I lift up the only sail that I have
This tired white flag

I’m only honest when it rains
If I time it right, the thunder breaks
When I open my mouth
I want to tell you, but I don’t know how

I’m only honest when it rains
An open book with a torn out page
And my ink’s run out
I want to love you, but I don’t know how

I don’t know how, know how, know how
I want to love you, but I don’t know how

I want to love you…