He comes out dressed as the sea
I want to fly
I have sand in my head
and I want to scream
Your spring flower shines
I come out dressed as the sea and I want to fly
Nothing is the same as seeing the night end
It comes wrapped in glass
It passes by the seashore
I have sand in my head, it doesn't let me think
Your flower shines spring
I go out dressed as the sea and want to fly
Nothing is the same as seeing the night end
I go out dressed as the sea and want to fly
Nothing is the same as seeing the night end.

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