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A loner landed and made new land
Empty arms, starting over again
Held new words over old thundering ways
Then clear ice: raw, lifeless, and numb
No motors yet, a buried dream
A deep exhaust in empty arms
With tired tracks itâs coming back
Pulled from pens and out of boots
February says: this is all you get
Do something with it
As February fails and it wonât last
Do something with it
No motors yet, a buried dream
A deep exhaust in empty arms
With tired tracks itâs coming back
Pulled from pens and out of boots
Pick another song, one thatâs not so sad
âCause the night is long and the warnings ignored
And you couldnât be more you
Singing over under the fingernail moon
No motors yet, a buried dream
A deep exhaust in empty arms
With tired tracks itâs coming back
Pulled from pens and out of boots