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musical-relief:

Fiction The XX 

Fiction, when we’re not together
Mistaken for a vision, something of my own creation
I wake up alone, with only daylight between us
Last night the world was beneath us, tonight comes, dear love
Were we torn apart by the break of day?
You’re more than I can believe, would ever come my way

Fiction, when we’re not together
Mistaken for a vision, something of my own creation
Come real love, why do I refuse you?
Cause if my fear’s right, I risk to lose you
And if I just might wake up alone
Bring on the night

Fiction, when we’re not together
Mistaken for a vision, something of my own creation
Any certainties, how am I to tell?
I know your face all too well, still I wake up alone

Fiction, when we’re not together

This might very well be one of the most perfect songs I have ever heard.