Well
I guess I lost this round
The mountains have come down
I won't go where they go
No, I'll be back around
The heads above the trees
And the storm at our knees
Come all the tides and tows
We'll stand above the sea
Highs and lows
There are pits and lands
On the ground that you stand
So, flux and flow
Flux and flow
Flux and flow
Flux and flow
We taste a bitter end
And hunger life again
We take another turn
With a better hand
Highs and lows
There are pits and lands
On the ground that you stand
So, flux and flow
Flux and flow
Flux and flow
Flux and flow
There are pits and lands
On the ground that you stand
And you fix your plans
You trade in your hand

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