You wrote down all the meanings on a plane fold
The message was hidden in its grey storm
The blue sky guides us there that you don't trust
So what's it to ya? - We don't give a fuck.
Time creeps up from underground
The earth plates are shifting around
This is the age that ran right away
Together they ally to lead the race
Fond and a little lone in the sun
Where we go is what we've become
The answers are laid down on a page
My eyes stay shut, my eyes stay shut to walk down the race
Fond and a little lone in the sun
Where we go is what we've become
The answers are laid down on a page
My eyes stay shut, my eyes stay shut to walk down the race

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