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Music and Lyrics by Sara Ciantar

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Spinning round in my sand, as it surely hours down
All this heat turns to glass, like a lightening storm bolt

As you’re tossed in my wake, at the edge of my firmament
And projected to stay, like these flickering reels

What kind of love is this, where I’m hesitant to call you my own
And still I cannot clear the greed of you casting for compliments of all I have to give

Yet lets call it the truth, facts have sunk me thus far
Is this blessed by ordeal, or are you meeting out baptism

Here I’ll love you again, each time bearing you less
Less to feel sorry for, less to come back to me for, less is the most that I tenderly give

What kind of love is this, where I cannot help but call you my own
Now that you’ve given all to me there is no casting for compliments of
All you have to give

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from Field Test: Josh and Sara Sessions, released February 6, 2016

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